Celestia's First Vacation

Chapters

Chapter 1: The Day has Come
Chapter 2: Unexpected Concerns
Chapter 3: A Chance to Relax
Chapter 5: T.M.I. (The Exposition Chapter)
Chapter 4: Her First Night Out

Chapter 1: The Day has Come

Chapter 1: The Day has Come

It was a seemingly calm night, quiet save for one corner of the castle filled with echoing moans emanating from the princess’s chambers. Within the room Princess Celestia laid on her bed moaning as she fondled her breast with one hand while the other pinched her nipple. Hunched over her a guard in a state of undress was rapidly pumping his dick into her sloppy wet cunt.

“Yes, more fuck me more!” The princess begged, “Don’t stop don’t ever stop!”

The guard panted as he continued to fuck his ruler, his dick constantly be squeezed, and sucked, and massaged by the incredible snatch swallowing his cock. It was the most incredible sex he’d ever had and it might very well end him. He couldn’t hold back much longer, he was at his limit, and finally hilted himself into her majesty with a grunt before release everything he had to give.

After a few moments the guard removed himself from the cream filled pussy and fell to his side unconscious, dead to the world with his penis hanging limp and useless.

Celestia had been enjoying the feel of her partner’s hot load of jizz pouring into her only to realize that his cum was the only thing inside her. Sitting up she looked at her spent lover as she began fingering herself to prevent the orgasm she had nearly reached from escaping her.

“Are you done already?” She asked disappointedly then looked around the room, “Alright, who’s up for another round?”

Searching for a replacement, all she could find were dozens of guards passed out from exhaustion their cocks as spent as they were. Even the female guards laid asleep, double-ended dildos hanging out of their worn out vaginas.

“Hello? Is there anyone ready for another go?” Celestia asked with panic in her voice as her hand franticly finger-blasted her hunger pussy. “Someone has to be awake. Wake up everyone. I command all of you to wake up!

No one even stirred as she yelled orders at them. Celestia fell back onto her bed and began working finger from both hands into her eager cunt trying to catch that orgasm that was eluding her.

“Please, someone, anyone fuck me.” She pleaded, “Wake up and fuck me! I order you to fuck me! I demand that all of you get up and fuck me! Fuck me! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!!!
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Celestia awoke with gasp, her body hot and sweaty as she panted to catch her breath. With the light of the moon coming thought her window she could see the familiar sight of her room as she lay alone curled up in her bed. It didn’t seem right being alone, she could have sworn there were many keeping her company. Thoughts of the numerous sweaty, amorous guards fresh in her mind when she realized it had been a dream.

It had been a very pleasant dream where she had been banged by many lovers first in groups of three having all three of her holes filled, then some one-on-one action as her tiring partners ran a train on her so the remaining members of her harem could rest and continue Celestia’s carnal affair. The only problem with the fantasy was the one aspect of it that was too well rooted her reality. Try as they did the guards had been unable to complete satisfy their princess who proved to be insatiable. While they had managed to make her cum, every orgasm she had experienced had only whetted her already immense appetite.

The thought of continuing the orgy, with her at the center, was enticing even knowing that it was only a dream. She could still imagine the continuing stimulation within her vagina, practically feeling herself being fucked vigorously. Celestia let out a shuddering sigh at the thought and realized it was more than her imagination. Looking down her body she found that her hands had journeyed down between her legs and were already furiously at work stimulating her pussy with one hand shoving three of her long slender fingers in while the other hand focused on rubbing her clitoris trying to coax a real orgasm out of her.

Celestia laid there, angry at herself, as she tried to stop masturbating only for to be refused by fingers lost to the will of her libido. She knew it was pointless, knew that even if she managed to cum it was be a pathetic excuse of an orgasm. Still she was lost to the pleasure of her actions unable to resist the call of ecstasy waiting for her as the pressure started to build inside her. Time passed and she worked tirelessly trying to reach her end, the building pressure telling her that she was close but already knowing that what was coming would be disappointing. Finally she reached her goal, her body shuddered and a ripple of pleasure gently washed over her body.

All too soon the feeling ended and the moment Celestia regained her senses she tore her hands away from her neither region. She knew that if she lingered for even a moment her urges would send her fingers back into herself for another session of unfulfilling pleasure.

Celestia looked at the offending fingers, now covered in her pussy juices. A part of her wanted to lick fingers and remind herself of her own sweet taste, but another part was disgusted with her actions. She knew better than to give into these urges, that it would only be a waste of time and effort.

‘Time!’, Celestia though as she sat up with a start and looked over to the clock on her nightstand. She let out a sigh of relief to find that it was still not yet time for her to raise the sun. She moved to sit on the edge of her bed seeing that it was not so early that she could get more sleep. Sitting there she looked down at her at her sweat covered body, the moonlight allowing her to see she large breasts and erect nipples through her drenched, now see-thru nightie.

Her frustration was nearly maddening, as she thought about how a beautiful lascivious woman like her could be burden with an insatiable libido but an inability to enjoy it. In her youth she had so much fun with numerous lovers. Her favorite lovers were the large men. Not just men with large cocks, but tall, muscular, men with big strong arms. Arms that could hold tight and make her feel safe, arms that could pick her up and toss her onto the bed, arms that could force her again the wall lift and her up off the floor while he railed her with long powerful strokes.

Skinny or fat men had their uses, able to get the job done all those centuries ago. But nothing turned her on more than someone who towered over her with rippling muscles, big pecs, and well defined six-pack abs. She loved mounting strong men, controlling the sex or otherwise being mounted and wrapping her long legs around her lover ensuring that they could only release their hot seed into her hungry pussy until it overflowed.

The thought excited her libido and the urge to seek out another orgasm grew nearly out of control. She gripped the edge of her bed struggling to stop them from returning to her vagina for more fruitless work. If only she had a lover to savage her body like an animal in heat, but not anyone would do. Unfortunately her ideal partner had become difficult to find in recent centuries, with only tall or muscular men available but not a tall muscular man was to be found in Equestria.

Now she sat there trying to rein in her lust to prevent more failure that would only lead to her feeling even more horny throughout the day. After a couple of minutes she managed to regain control of herself and released her grip confident that her hands would not betray her again.

Waving a hand of to the side the light of her bathroom lit up providing her with a guiding light to her shower so she could prepare for the day. She accepted that the only thing that would help her, other than a mind breaking orgasm, would be an ice cold shower. It was an unfortunate fact that she had gotten use to such showers over the past few months waking up horny nearly every single day. Today was easily one of the worst, which meant it would be pointless to keep the shower cool and comfortable, and only the coldest setting would be able to douse the fire burning within her loins.

After removing her sweat and pussy soaked nightie and panties, Celestia stepped into the shower and waved her hand again turning the cold water at the highest pressure. The cold stream of water struck her chest shocking her system. But an even bigger shock than the freezing cold was the intense tingling of the hard jets of water created against her breast and hard nipples. Ironically instead of smothering the fire inside her the sensation from the shower was only fanning the flames. She stepped back to spare her breast a further onslaught only to make the mistake of changing the showerhead’s target to from her nipple, to her navel, then to her vagina where a stray jet struck her erect clit.

Celestia whole body tingled as the flame deep within her sex erupted into an inferno that warmed her whole body despite freezing water bearing down on her. She slapped her palms on the tiled walls, curling her fingers trying to grab something to help restrain her hand but nothing was to be found and again her hands betrayed her. Listening once again to the false promises her pussy made of boundless pleasure reaching highs she never imagined.

She leaned against the wall her as fingers aggressively invaded her tunnel of love stroking and petting every part of her they could reach being careful not to block the water jets that struck her clitoris feeling only the force of the water but none of the chill as the hot nectar of her sex coated her fingers. With the feeling of lubrication on her hands, one set of fingers took a detour and plunged into her backdoor. The stimulation was incredible and Celestia could no longer hold back her moans of pleasure, but in the end the extra effort would not make any difference.

Her feet began to slipped and she slide down the wall and onto floor, but remained undeterred as she continued fingering both her holes, now moaning with abandon, as the water continued to stimulate her body with its tingling jets.

Again her body technically orgasmed, though her fingers did not wish to stop trying bring more pleasure on top of what little her supposed climax gave. Disappointed again Celestia pull her fingers out of pleasure holes, angry at herself again. She used that anger to fuel her focus on finishing her shower soaping and shampooing faster than she normally did.

Stepping out of the shower Celestia grabbed a towel and began drying herself off, hair, upper body, legs, then mistakenly began drying between them. The feel of the towel sent a new shot of pleasure through her, pushing back her anger and bring her libido back to the front of her mind.

“No.” She said, removing the towel. “Not again, that’s enough for today.”

She then started to lightly dab the towel against her crotch trying not to rub against her clit or her lower lips. However, try as she might her attempt to dry her private spot, it would only leak rivulets of her desire in response. Giving up she wiped her thighs dry and tossed the towel with her laundry.

That done she walked over to her mirror and looked at her reflection in annoyance taking slow deep cleansing breaths. Calming down she couldn’t help but consider the state of her body, now well over a thousand years old she resembled a woman in her twenties and a sexy one at that.

Finally pushing away the lustful thoughts of being filled and turned her mind to more arrogant thoughts of how erotic her body was. She had beautiful face, lovely eyes, long aurora colored hair on top of a body with amazing curves and long luscious legs. Her rear end was a big tight heart shaped pillow with perfectly thick thighs, the left of which was adorned with her large sun cutie mark matching the smaller cutie mark on her left upper arm.

As impressive as those parts of her body was, Celestia was most proud of her generous G cup breasts resting in a surprisingly perky position on her chest. Their ample size would have almost too large on most women, but standing at six-foot-even her breasts seemed to be at a more reasonable proportion. While the weight of them caused her breasts to sag ever so slightly, they held themselves up well against gravity sitting round and firm. Often this left most people to questioning whether they were implants, either in whispers or asked outright by the nobles who often followed that up with who her plastic surgeon was.

It was annoying having to convince people that her body was one hundred percent natural, or perhaps supernatural, unsure whether it was the magic that kept her alive and young for over a millennium that also prevented her large tits from drooping down like most would expect from breast that size. Regardless of what people thought of her looks, natural or otherwise, she loved that men lusted for her and women envied her.

Even her own guard would seek looks or blatantly stare at her body, often with large bulges in their pants straining to be free. Her mind wondered to memories of when she used to have guards, sometimes entire squads of them, service her during times like these. Some of her favorite cocks had belonged to her guards though it had been centuries since she found a guard that satisfied cravings.

Still there had been some incredible cocks to be found among her guard, she was especially fond of the few members that stood eye to eye with her. They had simply wrecked her tight cunt almost ruining her for future lovers. She was thankfully saved by same the magic that helped her heal from injury which seemed to restore her pussy to the same tightness it had before having popped her cherry. After countless partners and being stretched by the thickest cocks she could find, she was still tight enough to take pleasure from even one of her finger though that had never be enough to satisfy even before her problems in bed.

It was not fair to suffer like this. She was blessed in so many ways only to be cursed in the worst manner. She didn’t deserve this punishment for all the good she had done ruling over her kingdom with love and understanding for over the past thousand years. She deserved to find relief from her frustrations, deserved a long, thick penis plunging into soft tight folds filling her up to her breaking point before flooding her womb with equally huge loads of cum until she was right to burst. All the while big strong hands toyed with her body, fondling her breast, teasing her nipples, squeezing her ass, rubbing her love button.

Celestia opened her eyes staring at her reflection’s flush face, her hand tightly gripping the edge of the counter. Her pussy dripping wet, resulting in a puddle forming on the floor.

“I said stop it!” She scolded herself in the mirror. “I can’t keep doing this, not when I have responsibilities and commitments to keep. I can’t waste time with doing this when it’s not even worth the effort! Please, I have to stop getting distracted like, stop thinking about jumping every man with a decent bulge in his pants, stop soaking my panties when I inspect the guards training regiments, or fantasying about guards working out in the gym stripping me down and using me for…”

Celestia’s body trembled eagerly to commanding her to pullout one of her long hiding toys, jump back into bed and complete the mission she had been given and failed to complete every day for months. Again summoning her will she stilled her body and brought her breathing back under control.

“Okay, let’s try this again.” She said in a calm tone addressing her reflection. “Just be patience please, I promise to take care of this. I already have plans deal with this problem. I have worked my sweet butt off these past couple of months taking care of everything I need to handle here. I’ve cleared my schedule moving up important meetings and public appearances and pushing back petty and/or unimportant meetings and private get-togethers. I have two whole weeks free to take care all these frustrations and then some. I just need to be patience until…”

“…until…” She repeated and paused again. Celestia rushed back to her bedroom and straight to her desk picking up her calendar and held it up to the light pouring in from the bathroom. The days were X’d out up to today which was circled and filled with exclamation marks.

“It’s here, it’s finally here!” She exclaimed, “A thousand years of near nonstop work with hardly a day off here and there and now it’s finally come. I’m going on vacation and I’m gonna get laid!”

A familiar tingle from between her legs grabbed Celestia’s attention, but this time it wasn’t from the usual demands for immediate gratification. This was excitement and anticipation of what was to come.

“Just a little longer,” Celestia said, speaking to her quivering snatch, “Today we relax, and tonight I find someone to feed our hunger.”
Celestia quickly put on a pair of clean white panties from her dresser, forgetting flow of juice from within, and wrapped herself in a sheer white robe matching the nightie she had been wearing before. She then hurried out the door, for it was time to meet up with her sister and greet the day.

Author's Note

So my first Fimfiction story, hope you enjoy it this start to it. Especially those of you how remember or otherwise saved the original version by Dewitt-Enterprises.

Chapter 2: Unexpected Concerns

Chapter 2: Unexpected Concerns

Celestia walked down the hallway with a spring in her step and giddiness in her smile. It was the early morning of the first day of her vacation and she was eager to get started, not even bothering to get properly dress wearing nothing but her panties and a robe so thin a silhouette of her breast was clearly visible in the moonlight as she passed each window.

Nearing an open balcony she spotted her sister walking up stopping by the balcony doors. Luna stood there wearing jeans and a tank top having just finished a patrol around the Everfree Forest. On top of her duties to monitor the dreamscape of both the people of Equestria and people from other parts of the world who freely allowed her entry into her their dreams, Luna has the responsibility to guard against real life dangers that roamed the land of Equestria during the nighttime hours. For her travels watching over the land Luna simply preferred jeans, sneakers, and shirts over the traditional huntress garb she wore before her banishment with its short skirt and sandals with straps tied around her calves. With the night ending she had completed all but one of her duties for the evening.

Few people in Equestria, outside of the Lunar Guard, had ever see Luna dressed in such casual clothing. During the daytime, when she wasn’t sleeping off her nightly duties, she typically wore simple yet elegant dresses like her sister’s, but with darker hues and moon based accessories. When walking the dreamscape and helping the people having difficulty dealing with their nightmares, she would project herself wearing a royal dress hoping to comfort the dreamer with reminder that she was Princess of the Night and would be the one above all else whom they could turn to for aid against their bad dreams.

Ironically people outside of Equestria were more familiar with her in informal attire. Nearly every week she’d dress up in designer fashion for the night and teleport herself to a different country, not for closer proximity to patrol the dreamscape of slumbering people, but to indulge in the local night life. Exploring foreign cities, hitting up bars, night clubs, outdoor gatherings, and any place with music, dancing, or cheering, it was her favorite part of the modern world. It brought her joy to see people enjoying the nighttime, whether it was at beach parties, bonfires, and campouts with her night sky in full view or bars, concerts, and nightclubs filled with people reveling into the late hours.

But tonight had not been one such night, it was actually a surprisingly eventful patrol having to drive back ursa majors wondering a little too close to edges of the forests they called home and ending a skirmish between manticores and timber wolves preventing one from driving the other out of the their territory. The battles were followed by a journey through the dreamscape filled with nightmares to conquered and frightened children to console.

Now she stood looking up at her taller, half-dressed sister with an eager smile on her face. Luna watched as Celestia practically bounced on the balls of her feet as her significantly larger breast jiggled in Luna’s face.

“Someone’s excited, is today is the big day?” Luna asked receiving an enthusiastic nod from her sister. “So you’re really going through with this plan of yours? You’re just going to go gallivanting off sleeping with random strangers?”

“I know you don’t approve of this Luna,” Celestia replied more solemnly, “but I must do this. Please understand that I can’t keep living like this, living with this frustration, constantly fantasizing about someone to give me lasting relief. I can hardly think straight during day court or while dealing with nobles trying to coax favors out of me. If I don’t do this now, I’ll likely to do something I’ll regret.”

“Regret more than a loveless fling with a potent murder, or abusive kidnapper?”

“I intend to be more cautious that to blindly jump into bed with someone dangerous,” Celestia began to explain. “Once I’ve found what I’m looking for I’ll be sure to make sure it’s safe to be alone with him. But I’ll never get over the shame if I jump a guard in front of everyone, or exchange a favor to get screwed by a disgusting noble with an impressive gift between his legs.”

“Do you really…” Luna started before sighing. “I can’t really say I understand how you feel sister. After returning to my true self, I too had what they call a “dry spell”. Though not nearly as long as yours, I too know how difficult is to go without the touch of a man.”

“Honestly Luna, I know for a fact that you didn’t even last a decade before you found someone comfort you. And your nights joining people around the world in their celebrations have led to more than a few partners keeping you way from home beyond the dawn. You can’t just judge me for just trying to dealing with this as you have.”

“This is hardly the same,” Luna responded, insulted by the claim. “I’ve only ever gone on personal outings to make up on all I’ve miss over they passed millennium. Sometimes I meet someone, we get along, and after a few drinks we agree to spend an intimate moment together. I have never gone out for the sole purpose of seducing someone for my own satisfaction.”

“Only because you’ve never needed it as desperately I do right now.”

“I suppose not.” Luna accepted that possibility. “I may have gone nearly a thousand years without sex, but being banished to the moon left me without a body to actually crave sex. So perhaps I have not right to question your judgement on this personal matter. I’m just worried that this is a reckless action and I don’t want anything bad to happen.”

“Oh sister,” Celestia softly said pulling Luna into a hug. “It’s surely not my intent to worry you. I promise nothing bad is going to happen.”

“I’ll still worry, this just doesn’t seem like a wise decision,” Luna put her arms around her sister in return. “But if you’re certain that you must do this, promise me this. Promise that you will not get carried away and embarrass us.”

“I promise not to get carried away Luna,” Celestia agreed before an agitated look appeared on her face. “What do you mean “us”?”

“I’ve worked for decades trying to rebuild my reputation. Please don’t undo that work and make me known as the “sister of the world’s biggest slut.”” Luna pulled away from the hug and looked at her sister sternly only for an impish smile to slowly form.

“Well we certainly wouldn’t want to tarnish your reputation” Celestia rolled her eyes at her sister’s attempt at humor. “Now I have a full day today, so shall we?”

“Yes, one last task before you head out.”

Together the sisters stepped out onto the balcony and looked to the moon hanging low in the sky. Closing their eyes the sisters began to focus on their tasks. A small glow appeared upon their foreheads as a pillar of light began to emerge from those spots. Soon Celestia had a foot long horn of pure white light sticking out of her brow while Luna had one half as long. The horns were then covered in glowing auras of gold and blue, respectively, as the moon began to hasten its decent below the horizon and the sun soon greeted the day bathing the land of Equestria with its warm light.

With their task done the two opened their eyes and the horns faded away, leaving no sign they had even existed. In the daylight, the sister looked down to see the shift change of the Solar Guard as soldiers clad in golden armor left their post for some much needed rest as their replacement arrived to begin their duties for the day.

Up above was a similar sight as several squads of the Solar Guard glided through the air on wings of white light. They stopped midflight, their wings softly beating to keep them aloft, as they watched another group of guards approach. The squads of Lunar Guards arrived in their purple armor with wings that glowed grey, like the screen of an old black and white television set. The two groups briefly meet to chat before they went their separate ways. The Solar Guards heading out to patrol the area around Canterlot, while the Lunar Guards gliding down for a landing before their wings of light fade away and they made their way to the barracks.

Celestia was please at the sight of another ordinary day, encouraging the belief that Canterlot, and by extension Equestria, would be fine during her absence. The princesses returned inside, both done with their duties for the day.

“So shall we enjoy a nice breakfast?”

“I would love to dear sister,” Luna yawned, “but I’m afraid I’ll need my rest.”

“I see, decided to go clubbing one last time before my trip has you bound home?”

“If only that were the case, I was kept terribly busy dealing with monsters both real and imagined within a multitude of children last night.”

“Really, was it really so bad last night?” Celestia asked with concern.

“Yes, and I expected as much when I woke up yesterday,” Luna say in annoyance. “I turned on the TV while I was preparing for the evening and what did I find. There was a horror movie marathon that was to continue through the night and on into the morning. There were so many movie monsters to deal with, so many them the same, and none more annoying that the burned man with the striped shirt. I’d vanquish him from their dreams only for the child to accuse me of being this Freddy abomination in disguise.”

“Then get some sleep Luna, I’m sure you’ll feel better after some rest.”

“Thank you, and good luck you Tia,” Luna gave her sister a hug and a peek on the cheek. “I hope that you’ll feel better after you’ve… achieved you goal.”

“Thank you Luna I appreciate the sentiment.”

“Now you get dress, I’ll go check on Twilight and Cadence before bed. They wished you enjoy an early morning breakfast with you so you can depart early for your trip.”

“Lovely, thank you sister again, I’ll see you when I return.”

“And don’t forget, you promised not to get carried away and embarrass us.”

“Yes, sister.” Celestia answered dismissively rolling her eyes as the two sisters went their separate ways.

After a nice breakfast Celestia and Cadence sat aboard the royal private jet flying to Celestia’s secret vacation getaway. Cadence was just finishing up going over the details of her aunt’s arrangements for her trip.

“So the reservations are for two whole weeks,” Cadence explained “you’re welcome to come home early if you feel you’re ready but if you feel you need stay a little long call us at least two days before the reservations end. It’s their busy season so they may be booked up, meaning you might have to move to another room or even another hotel if we can’t find a vacancy there.”

“I understand,” Celestia nodded, “It shouldn’t take me that long depending on how well my search goes. Now tell more about these islands.”

“The Isles de la Corazon, or more commonly known as The Islands of the Heart.”

“It sound romantic, you’re sure that this isn’t a couples retreat right?” Celestia asked. “I’m looking to find single men up for some fun not encourage a married man into having an affair.”

“Oh don’t worry about that Auntie, I did my research and it’s a well know travel destination for singles and even couples searching to find someone to fuck. Before the developers showed up the islands were called the isles of “Pu-na-neigh” if I’m pronouncing that right. Supposedly Punaneigh was a native islander word mean lust or sex.”

“Really?” Celestia suddenly more interest in her niece’s research.

“From the information I’ve found about the islands, yes. Some sources even say that a more accurate translation than sex is actually, “wild, filthy, sinful sex.”

“Please tell me that you’re not joking. Because I want to believe that this is a sign of what I can expect from this trip.”

“It’s not a joke Auntie, apparently they had a lot of rituals for mating long ago. One of the larger islands is where they had their fertility rituals for couples hoping to have healthy children, while another island is where actual courtship rituals took place including the actually wedding ceremonies”

“Wedding ceremonies? You do remember that this trip is just for a quick fling not a lasting relationship?”

“Yes Auntie I remember,” Cadence express soured on that fact. “That’s why you’ll be staying at a resort on the main islands were most of the singles and perverts can be found. I was only trying to explain that the developers basically rebranded the islands as a romantic getaway. The first islands I mentioned now have resorts for honeymooners and wedding chapels respectively.”

“Resorts on the main island are more casual with less couple oriented activites.” Cadences sorted through her notes, “You remember itinerary I went over suggesting places and events you may wish to attend? There’s The Paradise Club, The La Cantina Bar (I think that might be a typo), a surf contest, waterskiing, and a beach volleyball tournament to name a few. There’s also a beachside gym with some buff guys to check out and a nude beach if you feel like a trip to the other side of the island.”

“Now that sounds more like it.” Celestia said, now reassured that Cadence had done her job well. Okay then, that sounds like everything.”

“Actually there was one more thing I wanted to discuss with you.”

“And that is?”

“You list of requirements.” Cadence pulled out a paper from her stack of notes. “You’re asking for quite a bit in a single man. He has to be taller than you, large muscular body, kind and charming, sexually experience, and this is the one that’s difficult to track, a cock more than nine inches long.”

Celestia smiled with embarrassment unable to look her in the eye at that particular requirement.

“Individually these traits wouldn’t be that hard to find, but if you’re trying to find someone that meets all your criteria, you’re really going to be limiting your opinions. Are you sure you wouldn’t rather send out scouts to go recruiting some “volunteers” to bring back to you?”

“Do you really think that would actually work? Having guards sent out to travel the world, offering hot single men a chance to fuck a princess? Do you think they could keep it a secret, or that someone wouldn’t take notice and start gossiping about how I sent guards to pick up virile young men to start a harem of sex slaves? What would people think if they found out the truth of what their princess is doing? I’d be label a cock-starved nymphomaniac with no self-control who’s willing to risk her dignity for a good dicking.”

“But that just about describes you to a tee.”

“Yes but I can’t let people know that. I have an image to preserve, and a negative reputation would reflect badly on all of us. I even promised Luna not to embarrass her.”

“But doesn’t this trip present an even greater risk of people finding out that you’re going on the prowl for sex?”

“No need to worry about that,” Celestia smiled at her reasoning for taking this course of action. “Outside of Equestria, Luna is much better known than I. Even you and Twilight would be more recognizable thanks to Twilight coronation and you gracing the covers of a fair number of magazines. I on the hand am hardly a name, the ruler of a far off country while the three of you are the faces of Equestria. Besides, I’ll be preying on drunken sex-addict and stoners. How many of them will be even capable of recognizing me if they even knew my face?”

“Fine,” Cadence replied with a sigh, “I hope you at least remember to practice safe sex during your trip. I’ve packed you enough condoms to get you through a month of ambitious nights as well as some enemas to keep you clean.”

“Thank you, I’m grateful for that.” Celestia turned to the window and began imagining the possible exploits that she hoped to experience. Scenes of seducing men on a night club dance floor, being picked up by some hunk at a bar, a half-naked stud walking up to her as she sunbaths on the beach. Each scene ending in the bedroom as she and her new lover tore her clothes away before impaling her upon a massive penis and savagely plowing into her.

“What are you thinking about?” Cadence asked, curious about her grin and glazed over stare.

“Cocks, mostly,” Celestia answered trying not to be distracted from her fantasies.

“I should have guessed. Some nine inch cocks I assume?”

“No, bigger, much bigger,” Celestia grinned at the thought then turned to her niece. “Out of curiosity, how big is Shining Armor?”

“Oh, um,” Cadence hesitated surprised by her aunt question. “He’s about nine-and-a-half inches, maybe nine-and-three-quarters.”

“Not bad, you’re lucky to have him. How long can he last?”

“Well I haven’t tried tracking his performance,” Cadence explained, “so I don’t have an average or anything but I guess from twenty to thirty minutes. It’s longer than I can last so I’m often at his mercy until he gets off.”

“Really?” Celestia seem genuinely surprised. “From what I’ve hear you hardly give Shining a moment’s rest most nights. I figured you’d have him servicing you for hours.”

“It’s not like that Auntie.” Cadence blushed as she tried to justify herself. “I’m not some ravenous nymphomaniac that needs it constant attention. I happen to cum rather easily and simple enjoy multiple orgasms when I’m with Shining. It’s just that, some nights I get aroused at different times throughout the night.”

“So how many times does Shining need to fuck you throughout the night?” Celestia leaned in anxious for the answer.

“Sometime three times a night, sometimes four…” Cadence averted her eyes for a moment then looked back at her aunt to see that Celestia was waiting for her to finish answering. “Sometimes ten okay. Sometime I wake him up nine times just so he can fuck me because my body crave more, we’re married and as his wife I have the right to demand that he fuck me silly as many time as I need.”

“Wow that sounds amazing.” Celestia was pleased to hear about her niece’s love life. “It’s been so long for me that once I’ve found someone good to give it to me, I’ll probably won’t last very long for the first few rounds.”

“Now that I think about it, I can’t even remember you taking any interest in anyone. At least not before these urges of yours started getting out of hand. When was the last time you had sex, ten years, fifteen?”

“About one hundred and fifty years.” Cadence eyes grew to the size of saucers hearing this. “And that really just the last time I had sex. Truthfully it’s been a little over three hundred years since the last time I actually had satisfying sex. It took a century and a half of disappointment before I decided to abstain from sex.”

“Oh my Fausticorn, are you serious?”

“Unfortunately,” She sighed. “Fuck my life, the first guy I get with will probably ask to use a vacuum to clean out all the dust before he goes down on me.”

“Eww, thanks for that image Auntie.” Candence tried to shake the image out of her head.

“Sorry for that. It’s just been so long and I think I’m actually a little nervous to actually getting out there. It’s silly right for a mature woman like me, with a body like this to be nervous about finding a man right?”

“Everyone gets nervous Auntie, and I’m starting to understand why this really means so much to you. I can’t imagine how you could go that long. I’m surprised you haven’t just jumped some guard’s bones.”

“If I thought it would be enough, I certainly would have. This trip is my last resort, now all that left is to see what these islands have to offer. I hope you managed to pack me some flattering outfits for this trip. I something that’ll give me more confidence to shake off those last minute jitters before I begin my search.”

“Don’t you worry you’ll have everyone’s eyes glued to you once you try out the clothes I’ve got. I’ve really updated your wardrobe with some hot little numbers so you can go out and strut your stuff.”

“I hope so, what can I expect? You took my measurements but I only ever tried on a few outfits before you began preparing my vacation.”

“Something for every occasion, sundresses, clingy tops, short-shorts and miniskirts for when you’re out sightseeing during the day. Formal wear for some classy dinning or the fancy balls the resort has every other Sunday evening. Tight sex outfits for your nights out looking for a boy toy and lingerie to surprise him with. And of course we can’t forget your swimwear for all the time you’ll spend tempting everyone young and old on the beach.”

“Speaking of which, they’re not too revealing, are they? I want to look sexy, maybe a little slutty, but I don’t want to reveal too much skin. Leave something to the imagination right.”

“Like the rest of your clothes I’ve gathered a multitude of beachwear for you of different styles and colors. I’ve got you a few of the most modest old fashion bathing suits along with a collection of increasingly revealing suit to the very skimpiest micro-bikinis. So you can pick out whatever you’re comfortable with and when your feel adventurous you got some bolder choices available.”

“I’m sorry did you say micro-bikinis? What is a micro-bikini?”

“What does it sound like to you?” Cadence smiled remembering her aunt’s surprising prudish opinion on public beach attire.

“It sounds like an extra tiny bikini. Which would be silly since their already so small.”

“Well if you’re up to it the smallest bikinis available are in your bags. Some of them are literally pieces of string with attached to pieces of fabric just big enough to cover you nipples and your v-jay, and perhaps not even that much fabric. There’s even a couple that are just strings that outlines you breast.”

Celestia blushed at the thought of wearing such a thing, being practically naked for the world to see. That was too much for her, only the men she’d bed would be allowed to see that much of her body.

“I think I’ll try something in the middle of your collection.” Celestia said her throat suddenly dry while her panties became moist once again. “Again I appreciate your thoughtfulness.”

“Oh and before I forget there’s also a bag containing some kinky costumes, in case you meet someone with a roleplaying fetish.”

“Roleplaying?”

“You know where you dress up and pretend to be sexy characters.” Cadence explained with a smile at Celestia’s confusion. “Like a nurse tending to her patient with her “bedside manner”, or a teacher disciplining a student with a lesson on how to treat a woman, or the reverse be a student getting a lesson in sex education and having to give an oral report.”

“Seriously?” Celestia smiled holding back a laugh. “People really do that? Do you and Shining do that?”

“Yes it’s a thing, and yes Shining and I really enjoy roleplaying in the bedroom.” Cadence quickly said defending her dignity. “You know Shining’s always been a comic book geek, so we have quite a collection of fun outfits to spice up our nights together. Done right it really can take the sex to a whole new level.”

“Really, it makes that big a difference?”

“Yes Auntie, the fantasy aspect really does add to the excitement. Shining is particularly fond of our Batman role plays because I get to surprise him with my choice of costume. Will be Harley Quinn, or Poison Ivy, or perhaps I’ll be wearing one of my six variations of Catwoman costumes.”

“You have six variations of the same character?’

“She’s been reimagined many times and they’re all sexy.” She said proud then muttered, “Of course forgive me if I accidently put on my Black Cat costume because my cleavage can’t bridge the gap between the DC and Marvel universe.”

“What was that?”

“Nothing. So don’t forget to consider it whenever you feel you want to try something new.”

“Okay dear, I’ll be sure to keep that in mind.” Celestia said with no real intention of ever trying such a silly gimmick.

“Glad to hear it Auntie, I’m sure you’ll enjoy it.” Cadence took a look at her watch, “Now we should probably get some rest if you want to avoid jetlag.”

“Yes that sound like a good idea, I do plan on staying up late if all goes will.” Celestia and Cadence reclined their seats all the way back to a surprisingly comfortable position. “Cadence may I ask one more favor from you?”

“Of course, I’m always willing to help you when you need it.”

“If you wake up and find me touching myself…” Celestia face was beet red.

“Wake you up?”

“No, leave me be and go find me a change of panties for when we get there.”

“Okay Auntie, now you have a pleasant rest.” The two then rested their head back and began to drift off to sleep.”

Hours later, Celestia stirred from her slumber finally withdrawing from more dreams of what she hoped to experience on her vacation. Scenarios ranging from romantic kisses upon a moonlit beach, to men ogling her wearing nothing but a micro-bikini, to a hardcore scene of her performing on a strip club stage culminating in a gangbang with every single patron all buff and hung.

Awakening Celestia listlessly sighed and removed her hand from her soaked underwear. A moment later Cadence, awake and embarrassed at what she had witness, handed her aunt a towel and fresh pair of underwear. Celestia took a moment to freshen up by the sink and replaced her panties. Returning to her seat she noticed an odd look on her niece’s face.

“Is something wrong?”

“Oh no Auntie, everything’s fine.” Cadence looked to Celestia but purposely avoiding her eyes. “We should be landing in a few minutes so everything’s going as scheduled. Then you can go have your fun and satisfy your lust. I know you’ll have a great time.”

“Cadence, do you…” Celestia was nervous to ask, “Do you think I’m being selfish and irresponsible?

“No, that’s not it.” She looked down not sure if she should continue. “It’s just that, it feels like you’re passing up an opportunity.”

“What are you talking about? We’ve spent month preparing so I could make the most of this.”

“Yes, but, the whole time you’ve been planning on just spending your time finding someone to have sex with. Don’t you think your time might be better spent finding someone special?”

“You mean like someone with a nine inch tongue,” Celestia giggled, “because I thought about adding that to the list. But it felt like that would just be a pleasant bonus over the things that I really need in a sex partner.”

“No Auntie, I being serious here. I’m talking about finding someone that actually makes you happy on more than just a physical level. You’re such a wonderful woman and you deserve to find that special someone that can make life seem even more wonderful.”

“Cadence, you knew full well what this was when I asked you help plan this trip. You helped me to clear my schedule, you made the travel arrangements, and agreed to help Twilight and Luna take over my duties while I’m away. All so I could have this time for myself.”

“I know but part of me believed that you’d go on you trip meet some men, find one really nice guy and build a real connection with each other. Except, the whole time you’ve been waiting for this day you’ve just been more and more adamant about finding multiple partners and then coming home refreshed. The whole “what happens in Los Pegasus, stays in Los Pegasus” idea that made it clear that you really are just going for the sex. You really plan to just love’em and leave’em no matter who they are or how close you might get.”

“Honest Cadence, you don’t really believe that I’m going to find true love on these islands do you? Didn’t we pick this place because it was full of hot and horny single men who are probably going to be buzzed on alcohol, weed, and how knows what else.

“Yes but that’s beside the point,” Cadence asserted. “I honestly believe that love can flourish anywhere, that it can bloom even in the most unlikely of circumstances.”

“No, this isn’t one of those romance movies you recommended I watch.” Celestia stood up and looked down at Cadence. “I’m not going to lock eyes with a man from across the room while the world fades away until it just the two of us and I realize that he is all that I need in my life. I’m going there to find some hot stud and drag back into my room where he will then fuck me blind. And if the first man I find doesn’t completely blow my mind away, then I’ll move on the next man, and the next until I do find that ultimate sex machine I need. And once I’ve found him, I’m locking him in my room where I will use and abuse him and his cock until I’m ready to come home. That all that these two weeks are about nothing more.”

“Fine!” Cadence crossed her arms and leaned back into her seat with a scowl and a pout. “If you’re just going to pass up this chance to look for love then just go right ahead.”

“I’m sorry,” Celestia said softly seating back down, “I sorry for disappointing you like this. I know what I’m doing is selfish and irresponsible and just wrong.”

“Then why?”

“Because I need more than just the sex, I need excitement. I need to get away from being a princess, away from being a ruler of a country. I want experience life like most people get the chance to experience it. I want to get drunk, to swear, to make bad decisions, to pick some guy to fuck and not even remember his name. Starting today I’m not a princess, but a wild slut looking to get fucked up in more than one way. I’m looking for that little something extra something that’ll make the sex all the hotter and make me cum harder than I have cum in centuries.”

“So that it then, there’s no way you’re going to change your plans or at least be more cautious about how you’ll handle yourself?”

“Sorry, but no, I’ve made my decision on this.”

“Then I guess there’s only one thing I can do?” Cadence moved to hug Celestia. “Good luck Auntie, and have fun. And don’t forget to use protection, I don’t want you bringing back the “clap” as your a souvenir.”

Celestia smiled at her niece’s joke. Not long afterwards, their plane landed and the two said their final goodbyes with Cadence giving Celestia her condensed notes on tourist attractions and local hot spots.

Leaving her plane, Celestia observed many people at the airport while she waited to gather her bags and take a cab to the resort. Among the crowds she saw a number of handsome men, though none meet both her height and build requirements. Still it was a nice sight and she hadn’t even left the airport yet.

‘Oh this is going to be fun.' Celestia thought with a predatory grin. ‘Look out studs because Celestia is on the loose.’

Author's Note

So this is pretty much an exposition chapter. It nearly got away from me, thankfully I have a copy of Dewitt's original version so that helped be reorganize the second scene. The first draft was actually dragging on longer than this final version and was all over the place.

But it's more or less what I wanted so I hoped you all enjoyed this chapter some what.

Oh, and anyone's wondering why Luna and Cadence aren't tagged for this story. The chapter has their biggest part in the story and I figured their roles weren't significant enough to merit their tags. What do you guys think?

Chapter 3: A Chance to Relax

Chapter 3: A Chance to Relax

Celestia looked at her room, her home away from home, pleased with what she found. It wasn’t a luxurious room but she and Cadence agreed that staying in an amazing royal suite would attract the wrong kind of attention for a princess secretly looking to get laid. Still the room did have the one luxury that had been insisted on when booking her room. A king sized bed that would provide plenty of space for herself and future lovers. Eager to test it out she walked over and push down with her weight to find that it didn’t make a single squeak. It was perfect, hopefully its condition would out last the punishment it would receive once she brought some hot stud back for some fun.

She turned to the bellhop who brought in the last of her bags from the baggage cart outside. The young man was cute in an awkward kind of way, no more eighteen or nineteen. He was a skinny thing with a slight acne problem, but he had an adorable grin on his face the whole time he was helping Celestia with her luggage.

Her heart went out to him, getting the impression that he did not have much luck with the ladies. Her body tried to urge her start enjoying her holiday by helping out the young man. She considered flashing him with her generous bosom, a thought that lead to offering him a titfuck or blowjob or even taking his virginity. Once again she had to rein in her libido and stop herself from giving in to her sexual impulses.

While any of those favors would like be the highlight to the young man’s life, she would not enjoy anywhere nears as much as he would. And her priorities right now were for her wants and needs. Everyone else would have to take a backseat. Still, the bellhop did deserve a little treat for his troubles.

Pulling out a dollar, newly exchanged for her bits at the airport, she walked over the bellhop standing by the door. The boy continued to stare dreamily at her, unaware that his erection was clearly visible to the guest in front of him.

“Thank you for your help, I’m ever so grateful.” Celestia said offering him a tip. She could only smile as he failed notice the gratuity while gazing up at her face. Celestia slide the tip into his uniform pocket, then leaned forward slightly as she stepped towards him offering a view of her cleavage. The bellhop’s eyes widen as he took in the incredible sight then nervously stepped back as Celestia continued forward guiding him out the room and closing the door on him.

Celestia turned back to her room pleased with herself on how she had teased him. She walked over to her bag pondering how long he would be grinning over what happened, and how furiously he would be masturbating over the memory of her the first chance he got.

Checking the labels of her luggage found a large suitcase marked “Toiletries” and moved it over to her bed. Opening it she found all the essentials that she would need for her stay in this room, such as a toothbrush, toothpaste, her favorite shampoo, conditioner and bath beads. But just as important as her supplies for her daily hygiene, were the other necessities for her nights out. Just as promised the suitcase was nearly half filled with various boxes of condoms. Some were flavored, some had special warming lubrication and others still were studded and/or ribbed, for her pleasure. Each box labeled with sizes ranging from X-tra large to XXX-tra large ideal for Celestia intentions. She immediately opened several different boxes and remove two condoms from each to be added to her purse so she’d be ready for whoever she decided to be with.

Her bag also contained tubes of massage oils, personal lubrication, and several enemas to ensure her backdoor was ready to accept guests of its own over the next two weeks. She then put away everything she knew she’d need on a daily basis and stashed the bag with its remaining contains in the closet.

There were still plenty of bags to unpack, but excited to start her mission she decided to focus on what she need right now. Searching her bags again the grabbed the one labeled “Swimwear” and laid it by the bed. Opening this bag revealed that it was near to bursting with swimsuits of many different colors and styles. As she began removing them she quickly realized that Cadence had indeed organized her beach attire in order from the most modest to most scandalous. Choosing samples of each style as she unpacked, Celestia’s bed was soon adorned with a rainbow of swimsuits.

On one end, the most prudish bathing suit she’d seen in decades, with leg lines so low she was sure it would cover the top of her cutie mark. Other suits were decent enough with lower necklines and higher leg lines that would show off her cleavage and thighs. As well as backless suits so low she worried that it would reveal the crack of her ass. But as proud as she was of her beautiful backside that was not the parted that she wanted to showcase to the world.

On the opposite end of her bed were skimpiest most revealing bikinis she could have ever imagined. The very last one was nothing but strings including a pair of loops for her to thread her breast through. She might as well be naked if she were to wear that. She honestly couldn’t understand the point of wearing such a revealing outfit if it left you with absolutely nothing more to reveal. The other “microkinis”, as describe, did have material to cover her privates but only just as she held one top to her chest to see if her it was big enough to completely cover the areola of her nipples.

Looking toward the normal bikinis she couldn’t help looking at the strangest of all her swimwear. Having slight trouble arranging it on her bed the first description for it that came to her mind was “suspenders.” A long and narrow split strip of material that seemed to be designed to go from her crotch, over her nipples, loop over her shoulder and journey down to her butt. It wasn’t as revealing as the other microkinis but seemed more obscene, to her, as it was almost guaranteed to slip off her breast and expose her completely.

It’s was clear now, looking at them all that the bathing suit were too tame for her intentions but the micro bikinis were too extreme for her first day. Narrowing her choices to the normal bikinis still left her with many options with a fair range of exposure. She wanted to make a good impression, look hot, maybe even slutty, but not so easy that she was inviting everyone for a ride.

With a snap of her finger she realized a simple method to figure out what would be an appropriate start for her first day. Walking out to the balcony of her room Celestia took in the view of her new environment. She looked over to the nearby beach with people enjoying the sun and the sand. Then down below she watched the hotel guests enjoying the private swimming pools. Looking around she spied many handsome men, and plenty of attractive women walking around in pool wear. Couples seemed to dominate the scene but she caught sight of some tall beefcakes walking around, two in particular seem like perfect targets for her to lure into her bed. That idea died when one of those men stuck his tongue into the mouth of the other. It was a clear reminder that even with her looks not every man would be up for grabs.

Still the vantage point was perfect, from here she could see what her competition was wearing and gauge how most men reacted to their bikinis. Some were rather revealing, but nothing too ostentatious. Even some of the younger ladies didn’t go with anything too flashy. Oddly they wore some rather tame outfits considering the reputation of these islands. In fact, the girls looked almost too young to wear anything sexier that what they had. Looking around she realized some of the young men might actually be teenagers.

Celestia’s eyes widen as she gripped the balcony railing finally taking notice that there were even children running around the pool area. Children splashing around the kiddie pool, doing cannonballs in the big pool, excitingly dragging couples to and from the area.

“She didn’t!” Celestia exclaimed realizing where she was. She quickly returned inside and grabbed the prepaid phone Cadence had bought her for the trip. Checking the contact list she found Cadence’s name, but then turned to another name that might have a better chance of making contact with her niece. Scrolling back up, she selected “Alicorn One” and hit send.

Listen to the ringing tone Celestia waited taking deep breathes to calming herself down.

“Um, hello?” Cadenced answered the jet’s phone line, sounding a little groggy.”

“Oh hi Cadence.” Celestia responded with false cheer.

“Oh Auntie, I didn’t expect to hear from you so soon.”

“Well I just thought I’d let you know I checked in, the room’s nice, but then I realized something that I wanted to discuss with you.”

“If it’s about Canterlot don’t worry I was on the phone with Twilight a few minutes ago and things are going well. Her first day of day-court was a little bumpy but she got through if well enough. She and Kibitz seem to be keeping to the schedule and the nobles haven’t tried anything too mischievous.”

“That’s good to hear but I actually had something else I needed to ask. I was just wondering why you booked me into a FAMILY RESORT!!!”

“Oh, didn’t I mention that?” Cadence asked uneasily.

“No you seemed to have forgotten to tell me that. Why did you put me here, I’m supposed to be surrounded by horny single men eager to tap my ass as soon as I give them the green light. Why am I here with children?”

“Calm down just let me explain. I know your plan was to spend all your time either in bed or searching for someone to join you in it. But honest Auntie, you can’t be after sex 24/7, you need a place to rest and unwind without some degenerates breaking down you door.”

“Well yes, I suppose you’re right, even as horny as I get I can’t have sex all the time. I guess having a quiet room in a more wholesome hotel would be the easiest way to get some time to relax between lovers. While I wished you had warned me, I guess should thank you for keeping my safety and wellbeing in mind.”

“Thank you for understanding. Do you forgive me for not telling you?”

“Yeah, I guess it was just wishful thinking that I’d have already lured someone to my room for a quick fuck.”

“Really, you actually thought it would be that easy? Who would you have even seduced so quickly the bellhop?”

“Not this one,” Celestia sigh disappointed at the memory of the young man before fantasying of a much hotter replacement, “but if the bellhop had met my checklist I would have giving him a tip he’d never forget.”

“Auntie please, you don’t need to hit the ground running, why don’t you focus on enjoying your first day without any responsibilities. You can start your search tonight, fresh, relaxed and full of energy.”

“Okay, I suppose your advice is sound. I could use a little time to relax in the sun for a bit before I go clubbing. Sorry for being upset with you dear.”

“No it’s my fault for not telling you, so please forgive me and go enjoy some down time.”

“It’s alright dear I forgive you, and I’ll try to just kick back for now and enjoy the day. Good luck you, Twilight and my sister back in Canterlot.” Celestia then hung up the cell phone.

With a sigh she returned to her display of swimsuits. With the addition of children to the viewing public she immediately looked at the tamest of bikinis. It was nice enough and still eye-catching enough to earn the attention of men. Having decided the style she then picked up a white version of her chosen bikini and got changed. The top was large enough to completely cover her large boobs, save for a teasing view of her cleavage, while the bottoms did a decent job of covering her gorgeous butt.

“Well, guess I do have a few hours to kill,” Celestia grabbed a towel, a pair of sandals and headed out for the pool. “Maybe Cadence is right and taking a day to relax will be for the best.”

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‘This is the BEST!’ Celestia thought smiling as she pretended to nap on a lounge chair. The pleasant rays of the sun felt warm and soothing as her body glistened with a sheen of sweat. She was glad to have taken Cadence’s advice, taking time for herself to just lay back had made this one the best days off she’d ever had.

On top of just enjoying an afternoon in the sun, she enjoyed secretly watching people, specifically the people watching her. Every now and again she’d peeked out of one eye and often caught one of the various men lusting after her. Single men staring at her as they walked by, while married men trying to spy on her without their wives noticing. She even took guilty pleasure watching teenagers and pre-teen boys adjust their uncomfortable erections that she had been responsible for.

As exciting as watching the effect her body had on every straight man, and the occasional lesbian, was she was always hoping to spot her first playmate for the evening. There were plenty of handsome men walking around, most of them with a woman close by, but her hope for tall beefcakes was wavering when most of the taller men were skinny sticks or wide men whose bulk could not be attributed to their muscles.

The muscular men she did see were showing off around the pool in their tank tops, girls fawning over them hoping to be one share their bed with. She was fine letting the other girls claim these men as most just weren’t tall enough for her. Only two men showed up that were both massive in height and muscle mass, but one look at their tiny speedos, that both men were sporting, made it clear that they were lacking in the one muscle that meant the most to her.

The Hours past and the crowd cleared away until Celestia was all but alone. It was a shame as the thrill she got from their lustful stares gave her an anxious tingle between her legs much more pleasant than the frustrated feeling she’d been living with. Thankfully it hadn’t gone out of control and caused her horny pussy to soak through her panties like she normal would.

With no more men to observe she finally got out of her chair and stretched her muscles from her relaxing afternoon. Taking a moment to examine her perfectly unblemished skin, she sighed at the fact that she had not tanned in the slightest. Another side effect from her connection to the sun was that she was completely protected from its harmful rays. She may not have to ever worry about skin cancer, the tradeoff being that she’d never have beautiful bronze body no matter how long she basked in the sunlight.

She turned to the poolside bar, deciding that she needed to quench her thirst, after feigning her slumber for so long. Walking over to the bar she notice the two remaining people in the area, the bartender busying himself by wiping down the counter and a man just sitting down on one of the stools with a drink.

“Can I help you miss?” The bartender asked smiling at Celestia.

“I’d like a drink please, part of the all-inclusive package.”

“Of course, what would you like a mai tai, mojito, a margarita?” He offered.

“What would you recommend?”

“I think a piña colada is just what you want.” The bartender suggested.

“I very much doubt that,” said the man sitting next to Celestia. “Quit pushing your piña colada Isaac, nobody likes them.”

“You shut up my piña coladas are great!” Isaac then turned back to Celestia and gave her an even brighter smile. “Would you like to try out the best piña colada you’ll ever taste? One sip and you’ll love it, be sure to spread the word on what people are missing.”

“Don’t, he’s just tired of mixing the same drinks over and over again,” the man explained. “Try the strawberry daiquiris they’re really popular with all the lovely ladies. Or if you need a little more kick, I hear he make a really good Hurricane and it’s the strongest drink he’s got.”

“Really?” Celesta asked.

“Well unless you want straight glass of vodka, but I understand that it’s pretty weak as far as vodka goes, probably why it’s the only liquor the hotel’s allowed to sell straight. Want anything stronger than that and you’ll need to hit the bars and clubs.”

“I think all just go with the strawberry daiquiri for now” Celestia ordered.

“Right away miss.” Isaac said hiding his disappointment and began to prepare her drink.

As the bartender worked Celestia glanced over at the man upon the stool in a t-shirt and jean shorts. He was cute, not the most handsome man she’d see today but definitely cute with an athletic body. Unfortunately it was not a large body, having lean muscle instead of hulking biceps and thick calves. If that one strike against him wasn’t enough, even in his seated position it was obvious that he was a least several inches shorter than her.

“Here you are miss,” the bartender said presenting her drink.

“Thank you very much.” Celestia accepted her drink and took a sip. “Mmm, this is good. I can see why it’s so popular.”

Taking a seat and enjoying another sip she took another glace at the man next to her who had turned his attention to her. He eyes traveled up and down her body, inspecting her curves and lingering for a moment on her thighs. He was clearly interested in what he saw.

‘Well here it is, my first rejection of many,’ Celestia thought to herself. ‘Sorry buddy but I’ve set my standards and you just didn’t make the cut. But feel free to give me your best line, complement my eyes, suggest that I’m an angel, or do you have something cheesy to say about how we’re meant to be together?’

“You’re Equestrian aren’t you?” Celestia nearly slipped off her stool surprised at the question.

“Uh, yes, yes I am.” Celestia replied. “How’d you guess?”

“Well,” the man smirked, “aside from the fact that no one would spend so much time and effort dyeing that much hair so many particular colors, cause those aren’t standard out of box hair dye colors, your cutie mark was a dead giveaway.”

Celestia grabbed a lock of her hair and looked at its aurora colors, then down to the sun cutie mark on her left thigh. Thinking about it, it seemed obvious that she was Equestian, but she honestly expected people to assume it was just a dye job and tattoo.

“How do you know this isn’t a tattoo” She pointed to her thigh, “and that I didn’t put in the effort to color my hair like the aurora borealis? I could be a natural blonde for all you know.”

“Like I said, color hair dyes don’t come in those colors. Blues, greens, and pinks are typically very vibrant. Light subtle hues like yours are custom made and it’s too much effort for any sane person to bother with. And you cutie mark is just too clean to be a tattoo.”

“What do you mean too clean?” Celestia taking offense to what he might possibly be suggesting. “What kind of tattoo do you expect a woman like me to get, barbed wire and the grim reaper?”

“I don’t mean clean like not gross or obscene.” The man began to explain, “I meant that it looks too perfect. The colors for cutie marks are too vivid and bright, while tats are dulled because the ink is injected under the skin. Cutie marks look like decals placed one top of the skin. Even fresh tats look dull by comparison, not to mention blurry since the disinfectant tends to wash off the excess ink clinging to the skin’s surface.”

“I never realized the difference was so obvious.”

“Isaac, you knew this was a cutie mark right?” he indicated the mark on Celestia upper arm.

“I honest thought it was just a tattoo.” The bartender answered.

“What are you stupid?”

“Fuck you man, you’re the only guy I know that would have ever questioned whether it was a tattoo or cutie mark.”

“It’s just so obvious, how do you not see it?”

“Because it doesn’t matter to me, this kind of shit matters to you. This is why I keep telling to you apply for that opening in security so you can come back.”

“And I told you I’m not working under Simon. Beside I’m pretty sure Davidson’s not gonna hire me back after that incident with Maria.”

“Then become a cop or detective or something. You caught two criminals here while Simon was stuck scratching his head.”

“Excuse me,” Celestia spoke up surprise how quick the subject turned away from her. “Sorry to interrupt, it seems you two are good friends.”

“Well yeah, he used to work for me.” Isaac said.

“The poolside server does not work for the bartender, admittedly you outrank me but I was the new guy so that’s aside the point. You were not my boss.”

“Poolside server?” Celestia asked.

“Yeah, then Johnny here got fired so it’s his fault you had to walk up to the bar instead of someone bringing you a drink.” Isaac explained.

“I think we can assign the blame to whoever replaced me,” Johnny reasoned. “Or rather blame the guy that replaced the guy, who replaced the guy, who replaced the guy, who replaced me. Because this job’s kinda bullshit so there’s a lot of turnover.”

“You enjoyed it though.” Isaac implied.

“Chance to strike up conversations with hot girls in bikinis and develop my social skills, yeah it was a fun job.”

“So then, what happened?” Celestia asked curious about what happened. “How did you get fire? And did you really catch two criminals while working here as a server?”

“No the police did that, Isaac’s just exaggerating?

“Really, because I’m sure it wasn’t the police who figured out who was stealing from the guests or what was going on in the annex.”

“Since Davidson kept delaying the guests from getting the police involved, they really didn’t get much chance to properly investigate. I just did what Davidson was hoping Simon would eventually do.”

“So you really were responsible for discovering criminals here at the resort?” Celestia now interested in hearing the details. “What happened exactly, what kind of crimes and who were the culprits?”

“Calm down,” Johnny said, “before you start imagination anything big and elaborate, it was just a couple of maids doing stuff.”

“Were they partners in crime?”

“No they each had their own thing going on, one was just stealing from the guests. Her name was Carmen… uh, Carmen Sandiego?

“Santiago,” Isaac corrected.

“Oh yeah, I always got those two confused.” Johnny smiled.

“Oh yeah that make sense,” Isaac responded in a clearly irritated tone. “I mean they’re both criminals, except only one of them worked here while the other one is a fictional character.”

“Well for all we know Carmen Santiago is an alias so in a way they’re both fictional characters.” Johnny smiled at Isaac’s glare waiting for a retort.

“Jus- just tell her about Carmen.”

“Okay, well the thing about Carmen is…” Johnny turn to Celestia and sang, “she’s a sticky fingered fletcher from Berlin down to Belize…”

“Carmen the maid, not the cartoon character!” Isaac interrupted at Johnny who only widened his smile.

“Well you should have been more specific.” Johnny said not even trying to hide his mirth at Isaac’s reaction. Celestia, covered her mouth to suppress a giggle as Johnny teased his friend.

“Right, so here’s what happened…” Johnny then began to share the story starting with the fact that he moved to the Island and began working at the resort just over six month ago. Things were fine his first month working there, except of a number of items being reported missing and possible stolen. Simon, the head of hotel security, made no progress discovering who was responsible for the thefts. Johnny out of curiosity began to question the events, after seeing some of the guess sadly leave without discovering the fate of their lost possessions with only the slightest hope that the police would contact them with good news.

The only thing that stood out in Johnny’s own investigation was that a few of the items reported to be missing was discovered in the Lost & Found counter.

“Is that really so strange,” Celestia questioned, “Wouldn’t that mean they were just misplaced?”

“That’s what most people thought, but these were valuable items, the kind of items that most people would hesitate to turn in to the Lost & Found. Things like a gold watch, or diamond necklace. People find something like that and, you know, “finders keepers” and just pocket the item. But beyond the idea that someone turned these things in was, when I checked the Lost & Found log book and didn’t find any of the missing objects having been written down nor were they found in the proper storage bins.”

“Clerical error?” Celestia suggested.

“Maybe, but I didn’t by buy it. Here’s what I thought was going on…”

Johnny continued his story with the theory that the stolen items were being hidden in the Lost & Found. The recovered items were found hidden behind cheap items people might not bother looking for or otherwise often found in the clothing bins. A good place to hide since people would only sometimes check for articles like hats, jackets and shoes, but never came for clothes like swim trucks, shirts, or underwear. Because if anyone showed up looking for underwear found outside of their rooms, they’re practically confessing to having sex in a public area of the resort.

Hoping to find evidence, Johnny explained how he turned to his friend Robbie, a member of the security team, to check the surveillance recordings of the Lost and Found counter. It cost him a week’s worth of lunches and as he spent his lunch hour with Robbie fast forwarding though days’ worth of video. For all Johnny’s efforts he could not find clear proof of anyone hiding any of the reportedly stolen items or removing said items before the room was searched. Though as many such items were small Johnny had slowed the recordings down to more closely see if any staff members took more subtle and stealthy efforts to hid such items.

One thing that stood out was Carmen who turned in and logged more lost items than any other staff member. Often time when putting the items in storage placed them toward the back of the shelf or otherwise ducked behind the counter to reach the clothing bins below.

“Sometimes she even dropped the item or something else just to give an excuse for ducking down.” Johnny pointed out a detail in his story.

“So you already knew she was hiding stolen good while turning in actual lost items?” Celestia ask before taking a sip of her daiquiri only to find her glass empty. “Another one please.”

“You got it.” Isaac replied and prepared another strawberry daiquiri for her.

“Did I know, not by a long shot,” Johnny said answering Celestia. “What I had so far was circumstantial at best. I needed more before I could truly suspect anyone. But Carmen was a standout. I didn’t really suspect that it was really her until bit after I found a clue staring me in the face the whole time I was reviewing the surveillance.”

“What clue was that?” Celestia asked, receiving a fresh drink.

“Video length.”

Johnny continued, explaining that when checking the video files for the days that the stolen items were believed to have gone missing or stolen he noticed the length of each video file. Each file were all nearly twenty-four hours long save for a few seconds before the recorders started recording for the next day. A number of files, including the recordings for the Lost & Found, were missing five whole minutes on days after items were reported missing. The security had not bothered to check these recordings since they believed anything related to the thefts happed days prior.

When Johnny checked them it was obvious, the video skipped ahead showing people appearing and disappearing. Even the video displaying the Lost & Found was skipping on those days as at the same time as the other cameras. Johnny admitted to feeling fool as some of the surveillance he’d watched was among the tampered video and had fast forwarded past the skip. But still the new clue lead to a new discover, with Robbie’s help they learned that Walter had been on surveillance duty every time the skips occurred. With subtle questioning they later learned that Carmen was his girlfriend and she had visited him just before each skip.

“So this Walter was in on it?” Celestia guessed.

“No, not Walter, he was just an excuse to get into the surveillance room,” Johnny replied. “Carmen would visit him for a bit but would leave after she managed to pause several recorders.”

“Pause them?”

“Yeah, once paused she rushed over to the Lost and Found with her own key, stash the goods in her pockets or a laundry cart she hide in a blind spot, and just leave the build and move the stolen items in her car and leave. All within five minutes.”

“Five minutes, you mentioned that about the recordings,” Celestia recalled. “What about those five minutes had been so important?”

“The recorders can be started, stopped or paused, but when they are paused mid recording they continue recording after a five minute interval. Carmen knew she just had to rush through several blind cameras and then just walk innocently back in to another camera until she could find a blind spot to move the stolen items to her car and take them away.”

“Wait but that’s still circumstantial evidence isn’t it?” Celestia pointed out. “If Carmen knew the security cameras so well you didn’t have any proof of her stealing on camera did you.”

“No, but I had enough circumstantial evidence to warrant probable cause. After talking to Mr. Davidson…”

“Who is he again?” Celestia asked.

“Davidson, he’s the hotel manager. Anyway he agreed to get the police involved, and we shared what I found. They agreed to focus on her more closely and after she paid Walter another visit, they caught her in the act of several several expensive pieces of jewelry in her car. And later managed to find the fence she sold her stolen items to. He actually still had some of the most recently stolen items and that case was closed.”

“That was rather impressive Johnny,” Celestia complimented. “But what about the other crime, and how could they fire you after catching Carmen?

“Oh, will Maria was another maid working here, she was also prostitute.”

“Oh really, so even with this island’s reputation prostitution is illegal?” Celestia inquired.

“On the main islands, yes it is. Some of the smaller islands have brothels or bordellos but it’s fine there. The messed up thing though was that her customers were hotel guest, single men, women, married men, couples even some of the college age kids here with their parents. And she was doing it all over there in the annex suites.”

Johnny pointed over to a building next to the main hotel. Johnny explained that it was secondary set of rooms added to the hotel twenty years ago. Earlier in the year it was closed down for remodeling. Maria had seduced the foreman of the construction crew and convinced him to let her use the presidential suite for her business. In exchange for their silence many of the workers had fun with her while she spent the rest of her time finding johns to solicit and brought them to her room.

The remodeling went on for months as did Maria’s work until the Johnny spotted her with a married guest heading up the building. Johnny, aside from serving drinks at the pool was the unofficial tech guy and helped with any computer problems they had hoping to save on not calling expensive professionals to deal with every problem. Johnny traced the problem they were having to a glitch in the server room in the annex. After dealing with the computer problem Johnny spotted Maria bid farewell to the now dishevel looking guest with a smile on his face. She was immediately solicited for sex by one of the remodelers, whom she begrudgingly accepted before leading him into the elevator to the top floor.

After confirming where they went and overhearing the loud love making from the suite, Johnny reported the occurrence to Mr. Davidson. Davidson insisted on discretion but Johnny instead waited for the next time Maria “entertained” a guest and called the police.

“So Maria got arrested on the spot?” Celestia concluded.

“Yep, I was a little surprised too. I thought she might play it off as just an affair or fling but the police found that she’d turned the suite into her own private love den with numerous outfits and sex toys for her customers. The remodelers were charged with aiding and abetting her crime and the whole thing just turned into an embarrassment for the hotel so Davidson fired me.”

“That’s not fair,” Celestia proclaimed. “You were just doing your civic duty.”

“Yeah but that’s neither here nor there. Doesn’t bother me much, no matter how hard Davidson and Simon try, they can’t keep me out.”

“Keep you out, are you not allowed here?”

“Well no, especially not here-here, the pool area is staff and guests only,” Johnny admitted. “But what, I’m not gonna hang out with my friend? Speaking of which, where the hell’s Frankie?”

“Wait you’ve been waiting for Frank?” Isaac asked.

“Yeah, it’s cool hanging out with you man but I was supposed to meet Frank here.”

“Good luck with that, Frank got here before you,” Isaac explained. “Then he got thrown out after doing cannonballs.”

“That idiot, is the word subtlety lost on him? He not allowed here either, we’re supposed to blend in while you guys turn a blind eye.”

“Hey I told him and if I’d known you were looking for him I’d have told you about it. By the way,” Isaac handed Johnny a cell phone, “Frank left this here. You mind returning it for me?”

“Guess calling Frank now would be pointless huh?” John joked and took the cell, “Sure I’ll give back soon as I find him. By the way you mind?”

“Sure,” Isaac grabbed Johnny’s scotch glass added a cube of ice and pulled out an open soda bottle to refill it. “I don’t get why you insist on pretending to drink scotch when I could give you actual vodka.”

“It amuses me,” Johnny smiled, “you know I don’t drink and yet I spend a surprising amount of time at bars and such because of you guys.”

“It just feels like you’re mocking everyone who actually drinks scotch.”

“Cause I am, what part of “it amuses me” did you not understand,” Johnny smirked, picking up his drink and turning to Celestia. “So my plans are shot, what about yours?”

“Me?”

“Yeah, you wasted your time listening to me ramble about how I’m nosy and got myself fired for it,” Johnny jested. “What do you got planned for today, uh… Sorry I didn’t get your name.

“Oh I’m…” Celestia hesitated as she held out her hand to introduce herself, “Tia. My friends call me Tia.”

“Tia huh,” Johnny said accepting her hand as he look upon her face. He’s eyes widened for a moment in recognition then just smiled pleasantly to her. “Tia, yeah that’s a nice name. I’m Johnny, it’s good to meet you. So what brings to the islands?”

“Oh I’m just on vacation, taking some time to relax and maybe…,” Celestia blush realizing she’d was about to tell her new acquaintance her plans for sex. “Maybe explore these exotic islands for new experience and…”

“Are you here to get laid?” Johnny interrupted bluntly.

Celestia sat frozen at how easily he’d seen right through her. Her blush deepening she smiled nervously and nodded in acknowledgment.

“Well, good luck with that, though why you,” Johnny gestured to Tia’s whole body, “need to come out to this island for sex is a mystery. What happened, break up with your boyfriend or something?”

“No, nothing like that, I’ve just been incredibly busy and haven’t been with anyone in a while.” Tia confessing her intentions, “I’ve just decide I go off and have a little fun with someone.”

“Still though… well never mind you just be careful. Plenty of nice guys out there, but a whole lot of assholes too so watch yourself.”

“Thank you for your concern. Actually could I ask you something?”

“If it’s not to be your boyfriend I’m going to be disappointed.” Johnny chuckled at the idea, “but seriously go on.”

“Is there any place you could recommend where I can meet someone? Preferably someone tall and muscular, you know a real beefcake.”

“Did she just say beefcake?” Johnny asked Isaac trying not to laugh, receiving a nod and smile from the bartender suppressing a chuckle.

“Oh come on, I’m being serious, tell me where I can find hot guys around here?” Celestia asked annoyed at their reactions.

“You know I should be offended, we both should…” Johnny indicated Isaac and himself, “but fuck it I’ll help you out. If you’re looking for some tall hot dude, here’s all you need to do.”

“Okay?” Celestia said giving him her complete attention.

“Okay, head into the hotel, then walk out the front door, okay?”

“Leave the hotel then what?”

“Then pick up a rock, throw it, one-in-ten chance you’ll hit the kind of guy you’re looking for,” Johnny smirked at the instructions he’d just given.

“Really?” Celestia scowled, “I’m being serious, I thought you were actually offering to help.”

“Okay, I might be exaggerating a little but seriously there are plenty of tall guys on the island, but you’re not gonna find them here in the resort. Trust me, go explore the beach and the town and you’ll find guys way taller than you. Then it just how much muscle you’re looking for, a lean runner/swimmer type, a buff action movie star, or a roided out Mr. Universe body builder freak.”

“Seriously, they’re just that easy to find?” Celestia perked up. “That’s great to hear, but what bars or nightclubs would you boys recommend? My niece told me about a place called The Paradise Clubs, is that a good place to start?”

“Oh The Paradise Clubs is a wonderful place to relax with a good drink, cut loose on the dance floor and meet the most amazing and interesting people.” Isaac stated in clearly rehearsed almost robotic tone. Johnny looked at him shaking his head in disappointment.

“Yeah he has to that, because the hotel promotes The Paradise Club but trust me it’s not for you,” Johnny explained. “I mean it’s nice, pleasant music, clean restrooms but it’s mostly for couples from this resort. You’re looking for a place to hookup with people right?”

“Definitely, find a nice handsome stud to take back to my room for some fun.”

“The Spot?” Johnny said looking to Isaac.

“The Spot,” Isaac acknowledged.

“The Spot?” Celestia asked unsure of their meaning.

“It a club down the road, we hang their sometimes with our friends,” Johnny clarified. “You’ll find plenty of hot babes and guys, including tall ones, having some drinks and looking for some action. But if you’re really looking to get laid you might want to try Pandora’s Box, you definitely hot enough to get in.”

“Don’t start, we’ve already apologized for accidently ditching you,” Isaac said defensively. “I honest thought you were right behind us.”

“Whatever,” Johnny dismissed, “you might find some competition there but basically everyone’s primed to fuck somebody. I hear as long as you’re not obvious, like fucking on the tables or something, you can get away with hand jobs or getting head right there in the lounge.”

“Definitely someplace I want to check out, but first I think I’ll give The Spot a chance. Any advice you could offer about the guys there?”

“Just don’t piss off Jimmy, the club owner, or he’ll ban you and put your picture on his Wall of Shame.”

“Excuse me?” Celestia questioned.

“There’s a hall leading from the front door to the actual club, and the wall is just plastered with pictures of people fucking up that Jimmy will not forgive. That guy can hold a fuckin’ grudge when he wants to. Just behave and you’ll be fine.”

“Well thank you for saving me from wasting a night at the Paradise Club. Maybe I’ll see you at The Spot, bye.”

With that, Celestia finished her drink and left, swaying her hips as her way of showing gratitude for their company and help. It was now late in the afternoon, but Celestia knew she still had a bit of daylight left. She decided to change into some casual clothing for an early dinner and go exploring before she got ready for her night out.

Author's Note

So, sorry for not updating last week. I thought I was close to finishing but I had to go on a little trip and could finish it up. Coming back I kind of lagged on finishing so yet, here it is not.

Hope you liked this update. And in case you're wondering, Johnny's stories were originally longer and depicted through dialogue, but I decided to just summarize them and broke the main parts of it with dialogue so the exposition wouldn't go on and on.

So, next time we go clubbing. Never been clubbing before in real life so bear with me people. :twilightsheepish:

Chapter 5: T.M.I. (The Exposition Chapter)

Chapter 5: T.M.I. (The Exposition Chapter)

Celestia awoke with a groan, the throbbing in her head made one thing clear to her, she was hung over. Looking over to the window, the light shining through made her eyes sore and her head hurt even more. Turning over she closed her eyes with the hope that a little more sleep would help her get over the pain when she next woke up. A moment later she shot up and stared back at the window, wincing in pain from the sudden moment.

The sun was up, it was up and she didn’t raise it herself. Her confusion grew as she realized the unfamiliar window she was looking at was part of an unfamiliar room and that she was sitting in an unfamiliar bed.

‘What’s going on?’ She thought, trying to remember how she got there. Despite the terrible headache the memories started to come back. Her vacation started yesterday, Luna, Cadance and Twilight agreed to handle her royal duties, and she gone out the night before.

That’s when the memories got hazy as she tried to recall the details. Was it a bar or club that she had gone to, who had she meet, how much had she drank? The answer to the last question was clearly “a lot,” but one more question seemed more important than any other.

‘Who’s bed is this?’ Celestia questioned looking down at the queen sized bed she sat in alone. She couldn’t remember coming here with anyone, in fact she barely remembered meeting anyone who captured her interest. Her mind drifted down to her dress, or rather the fact that she was still wearing one. If she had sex with someone, then she’d be naked. If she didn’t have sex, then what was she doing in someone else’s bed?

Reaching underneath her skirt she found that she was also still wearing her panties and realized that she didn’t have any of soreness that typically follows a night of wild sex. Everything about her situation didn’t make any sense to her. Clearly she hadn’t been fuck by some stud the night before, the lack of sweat and cum stains were further proof that she had probably slept soundly through the night and nothing else.

“Hey there, you feeling alright?” A voice said with a knock on the doorway to the room.

Tia looked over to the familiar man entering the room dressed in a green t-shirt and with a gold symbol of triangles and a pair of blue beach shorts.

“Johnny?” Tia asked finally putting a name to the face. “What are you doing in here?”

“Uh, I live here. I think you meant to ask how you got here.”

“Oh, y-yes how did I get here?” Tia asked curious, about Johnny’s role in this.

“I carried you here, after I found you passed out on the street.”

“Passed out? How, what happened last night?”

“You got wasted what else.” Johnny explained, “You and Charlie got drunk, had in a little fun in the bathroom and then you took off. Jimmy was pissed, but Charlie’s helped him out with the riffraff enough times that he gave him a pass.”

“Uh, Charlie?” Tia asked finding the name stirring a memory of a tall handsome man.

“Yeah Charlie, he ran off that douche-bag Victor. The two of you got drunk and you gave him head in the bathroom before Jimmy interrupted guys.”

“Head in the bathroom!” Tia repeated in surprise at the news remembering a dirty bathroom and a large dick in front of her face. “Wait how do you know about that?”

“We were there, my friends Frankie, Isaac, Matt and I were at the club taking bets about how far Charlie would get.” Johnny replied then with half-lidded eye continued in annoyance, “Oh I lost by the way thanks for that. I knew you were looking for sex but I really hoped you had higher standards than Charlie.”

“And I actually gave him blowjob in the restroom?” Celestia asked embarrassed at the idea, as she though back to last night.

“That’s what Charlie told us, he was pissed too.” Johnny smiled at the thought.

“Are you sure? I don’t, I don’t remember…” Celestia continued to think about her time with Charles, the memory getting clearer as she pieced together the events. “No, no I didn’t suck him off.”

“Wait, you sure.” Johnny asked intently.

“Yeah pretty sure, Charlie went down on me and I was about to give him a blowjob, wow he was big. When someone started bang on the door threatening to put my picture on the wall. I panicked and ran.”

“The wall of shame, that’s why you ran?” Johnny laughed, “More importantly that fucker lied to us, wait did you actually kiss him?”

“Yes, why?”

“Damn still lost, well still have to tell the guys Frank won and that Charlie has to pay the penalty for lying.”

“So wait, you were actually betting on whether Charlie would fuck me?” Celestia asked getting upset, “Did Charlie make a bet on me?”

“Nah, didn’t get the chance. He met you after a quick chat with Jimmy.” Johnny explained, “He and Frankie usually pick out hot girls and bet on seducing them, while the rest of us take side bets on how far they get.”

“That’s terrible, making a game about using girls like that.” She chastised slightly raising her voice trying not to aggravate her headache more.

“Meh, just a way of keeping us amused, sometime we just pick random guys out of the crowd and bet how many time they strike out or if they pick up any girl at all. Can’t say it’s any worse than say picking someone up for a one night stand right?”

“Uh, well that’s consensual and uh…”

“Sure, sure just don’t go breaking too many hearts and I won’t go winning too many bets.”

“Right, so I suppose good luck on your game. And guess I should thank you.”

“For what?”

“For bringing me here, I don’t remember what happened after I left the club. Exactly how did you find?”

“Ironically it was when I wasn’t looking for you.” Johnny smirked as he began, “You looked a little unsteady and forgot your purse at the bar, you’ll want to go back for that later I think, and I got a little worried about you. After Charlie told us what happened, oh I can hardly wait to rat him out, I headed over to your hotel to see if you were alright. No one had seen you and I’m pretty sure someone would have noticed you walking in. So I waited a while then just gave up and headed home and saw you stumble into an alley and here we are.”

“I just stumbled into an alley and that’s it.” Tia sighed, “I’m going to have to drink more responsibly. Again thank you for looking out for me.”

“Well it didn’t seem right to leave a princess lying face down in the gutter.”

“I would hope not.” Tia smiled at his joke, when something dawned on her, “Wait, did you say “princess?””

“I imagine your sister raised the sun, since you were still passed out earlier.” Johnny grinned.

“I, you, um, so you know who I am?” Tia asked getting a nod in return. “Since when, was it as obvious as my cutie mark?”

“It should have been, cause there was something familiar about you. Your hair and cutie mark should have been enough, but it wasn’t until you said you name was Tia that I realized who you were.”

“Does anyone else know who I am?”

“Doubt it, hardly anyone around here knows much Equestria, except for celebrities like Fleur de Lis and the Wonderbolts. Not that you princesses aren’t as recognizable but as far as princesses go you don’t have a much exposure as Luna or Princess Cadence. In fact…”

Johnny walked over to a bookcase, Tia noticed the top shelves were filled with a number or thick hardbound books but she could see any of their titles. Everything from his chest down was paperbacks and seemed to be collections of different multivolume series.

After a quick search Johnny pulled out a magazine from between a pair of books in the shelf and handed it over to Celestia. Tia recognized it as an old and slightly worn issue of Equestria Monthly, dated from 1971. The picture on the cover depicted a seemly war torn area with collapsed buildings, destroyed cars, and soldiers prepared for battle standing in the foreground. In the background, hovering in the air was a woman clad in black armor beneath a patch of dark starlit sky even though the rest of picture revealed it was a cloudy day at the moment the photo had been taken.

Descriptions were written out all around the edges of the cover describing the various articles to be found within the magazine, but the print in the boldest font read “Nightmare Moon… reformed?”

Tia thought back to that period of time as she opened the magazine, skipping most of the articles and quickly found the main story. Briefly skimming the pages she recognized point of the story, a recap of the events following Neil Armstrong’s historic moon landing. Unknown at the time, this incredible event in human history had accidently weakened the seal that maintained Nightmare Moon’s banishment from Equestria. Within days the seal broke and Nightmare Moon was freed decades earlier than Celestia had expected.

Nightmare’s return to Earth had resulted in her discovery of the world’s significant change, and her attempts to claim her rule over the world was meet with force from every military she came across as she began searching for Equestria. With each battle she learned how to fight modern armies until only the superpowers of China, the Soviet Union and the U.S. were able to force her to retreat after long difficult battles. It only ended when U.N. forces mounted a joint operation spearheaded by Celestia herself and her elite royal guards were they able to subdue her sister.

It had been painful turning her sister over to U.N. custody but she still had her backup plan, a last resort she had been preparing in case she have been unable to find a new bearer for the Element of Magic along with the other elements. Within a year Luna was freed of the Nightmare and though many were against it and didn’t fully understand what had really happened to Luna the U.N. agreed to turn Luna over to Equestrian custody were she remained under guard 24/7 along with almost constant checkups from U.N. representatives and spies sent to ensure that Luna was not still plotting to continue her attacks.

While her sister had only been moved into a different kind of prison Celestia was happy to be able to see her sister daily and comfort her with the promise that she would someday prove that she was no longer the threat of Nightmare Moon.

The article was followed by an interview of Luna, where she answered question about her time as Nightmare Moon and her time in Canterlot after becoming Luna once more. Luna offer many apologies for the trouble she cause and did not complain about being under guard and trapped in her room save meal time when she was escorted to her sister in the dining hall.

Celestia had wondered what had been more effective in satisfying some of the people, both within Equestria and without, that Luna had changed. The interview itself, or the collection of pictures that offered a visual view of Luna’s change. The start of the interview had been preceded with two pages displaying a picture of the mature woman, Nightmare Moon, and a picture of the young lady Luna. Throughout the interview was a layout of photos, the first revealing Luna as a little girl appearing no more than ten years old taken immediately after she was freed of the Nightmare. The rest showed her aging over the course of months until she stopped aging at the current form she holds even now, in a body of a twenty-two year old woman. This display seemed to have an effect as more people started to give a little more credence to the idea that some sort of magic had truly caused a change in her. The demand for Luna to be locked away in a maximum security prison lessened after that.

Regardless it still took years and a number of petitions before Luna was granted a parole and allowed to leave the castle and even the country. But over time Luna slowly gained the trust of the people she meet and the guards that watched over her became fewer and fewer.

Luna, was amazed to experience the nightlife as everyone else now experienced it and had cried tears of joy to find that what Celestia had told her about it was true. After she was finally allowed to venture alone, save for spies positioned throughout the world, by various countries, to monitor her where ever she visited. She became the most recognized Equestrian celebrity the world had ever know. Even after she was restored to her title of Princess and returned to her duties of raising the moon and watching over the night, she made it a point to visit the common folk during their nighttime celebrations.

Following Luna’s interview was a shorter interview of Celestia complete with a single photo of her upon her throne looking elegant and graceful in royal garb. The interview started off as a critique on her decisions to handle her sister with a soft touch, such as keeping her in the castle instead of locking her in the dungeon. Then got to the main focus of questioning her on how Nightmare Moon was restored to Luna.

As far as most people knew Luna’s recovery was the result of a combination of psychological therapy and magical treatments. Few people beyond doctors and researcher brought on by Celestia and the U.N. during Nightmare Moons imprisonment knew the full details about how they removed the dark and corrupt energy that maintained the persona of Nightmare Moon. At the time she only reiterated what was already known about Luna’s treatment and was thankful that time had run out for her interview.

While her sister’s returned had not turned out as she had planned over the centuries, the point was that she had sister back and they were both happy with their lives together.

“Yo, you there Tia?” Johnny asked trying to get Celestia’s attention.

“Oh, yes sorry I was just thinking about my sister.” Tia responded, she touched her temple as her headache reasserting itself now that she was no longer engrossed in her memories.

“That’s nice. So yeah, that magazine probably has one of the most recent pictures of you outside of Equestria. Luna’s always popping up in magazines and tabloids when she’s partying and Princess Cadence makes appearances at charities and gets interviewed for her opinions on many subjects. Even Princess Twilight Sparkle’s more recognized than you after her coronation last year.”

“Yes thankfully, for the sake of this trip I was counting on no one recognizing me.”

“Ah, don’t want anyone knowing you were slumming it.” Johnny teased, Celestia blushing with no defense for the accusation.

“So you won’t tell anyone who I am right?”

“Nah that’s for you to decide, course don’t blame me if someone else manages to figure it out.”

“Fine but could I please ask for one more thing from you?”

“Shoot.”

“Could I please have and aspirin for my headache?”

“Sure I could get you one, but actually I’ve got something better for that hangover of yours waiting in the kitchen.” Johnny stood up and started to head out the room, “If you feel up to it, meet me in there.”

A few minutes later Tia made her way down the hall and sat on a stool by the counter separating the kitchen from the living room. Johnny sat there with a mischievous look in his eye that made Tia nervous. Still she doubted he would do anything to harm her now when she had been so vulnerable the night before.

“Glad to see you could make it.” Johnny said welcoming Tia.

“Just barely, you said you had something for this headache of mine. Will it really help?

“Definitely, got something I learned about from a buddy of mine from M.I.T. that’ll take care of it really quick.”

“M.I.T. huh, is it some sort of mechanical massager to sooth my pain away?” Tia asked.

“Uh, no it’s just a home remedy my friend learned from his neighbor back in Chicago.”

“Oh, was his neighbor a doctor or an herbalist?

“No a cop, what’s with all the questions?”

“Sorry just curious. But you are sure that this remedy of theirs will help?”

“Yes I’m sure, there may be a catch or two but this will take care of you hangover like that” Johnny snapped his finger for emphasis.

“A catch or two?” Tia asked with concern, “What sort of catch?”

“Well for starters, it has to be freshly mixed.” Johnny reached under the counter and pulled out a blender filled with a thick red mix inside. Tia’s eyes widened as they began to move back and forth between the blender and Johnny’s toothy grin.”

“P-pl-pleases no.” Tia whimpered, her pleads falling on deaf ears as Johnny turned the blender on. Tia’s head exploded with pain at the loud whirring of the blender. It felt like an eternity had passed before the blender stopped while she held her hand over her ear hoping spare herself some the pain and failing miserably.

“You’re horrible.” Tia moaned.

“Yeah I know.” Johnny smiled brightly and began to pour the red concoction into a large glass. “Now drink up and kiss that hangover good-bye.”

“Fuck off.”

“Or that, it’s your hangover, tell it whatever you want.” Johnny pushed the glass over to Tia.

Tia glared at Johnny with the deadliest look she had then at the drink he offered. It didn’t look bad, and as strong as it smelled the aroma wasn’t bad either. She picked it up and after a moment’s hesitation took a sip.

“Ah, ah,” Johnny started and reached up to the bottom of the glass, lifting it up and forcing more of the remedying down Tia’s throat. She immediate began chugging the drink to prevent choking or spitting it up. A few moments later Johnny lowered his hand allowing Tia to stop drinking and set the glass down.

“There we go, so how do you feel?” Johnny watched Celestia panting and trying to catch her breathe. The glass she drank was more than half empty after such a generous swig.

“I feel, I feel…,” Celestia slowed her breathing and realized that her headache was indeed gone. “pretty good actually. I think it worked. This stuff even tasted pretty good actually.”

“That good to hear, bathroom’s the first door on the right.” Johnny said pointing back up the hall.

“Why are you telling me…?” Tia was interrupted by a sudden gurgling sound coming from her stomach. She remained stunned for a moment longer then rush down the hallway.

“Hehe, that never gets old.” Johnny chuckled and began washing out the glass and blender pitcher of the remaining remedy.

“You’re a jerk.” Tia stated when she returned, her headache gone but feeling the emptiness of her stomach.

“Hey, I told you there was a catch.” Johnny said from the stove clearly amused by her reaction. “Just let it be a reminder about drinking in excess and try drinking some water between any future alcoholic beverages. It’ll reduce your intake and of course the effect of you next hangover.”

“Fine,” Tia huffed in annoyance.

“Good now eat up.” Johnny then presented her with a plate of freshly cook French toast and a bottle of syrup. “Sorry I don’t have anything better to serve but I’m out of eggs and nearly everything else. Gotta remember to pick up some groceries today. Oh, let me get you some milk.”

“Thank you.” Celestia said and began eating the simple meal.

“If you want some more I got potatoes for some hash browns or some bacon if you feel that makes a decent side for French toast. I don’t but that’s me.”

“No please don’t trouble yourself, I’m fine with this. It’s delicious by the way.”

“Thanks glad to hear you’re enjoying it. You seem to be feeling better.”

“Much better thank you.”

“Hey before I forget you forgot your purse at the club last night, you might wanna go pick that up later.”

“What.” Celestia immediate checked herself as if she might find her purse with her but realized it was indeed gone. “Oh great, you don’t think anyone will recognize me from last night do you?”

“You are really worried about being on the Wall of Shame aren’t you?” Johnny chuckled, “Do you really think one picture in one club is going to amount to anything?”

“I am a princess and if anyone finds out about why I’m here I could bring shame to all of Equestria.”

“Oh you’re a princess, for a second there I thought you were a drama queen.” Johnny joked and received a glare for his humor. “Okay so if it really bothers you that much I’ll talked to Jimmy later and make sure you’re kept of the wall. He owes me some favors so it’s the least he could do.”

“I’d appreciate that, when will the club open so I can pick up my purse though?”

“Not till 7:00PM but I can take you there this afternoon before hand and get that out of the way. If you want to meet up at about two or three I’ll take you over and sort things out with Jimmy while we’re there.”

“That sounds good but is there one more thing you can do for me before I leave?”

“What do you need?”

“You wouldn’t happen to have anything I could wear do you?” Looking down at her wrinkled dress with dirt marks from the alley.

“Uh…” Johnny tried not to laugh but immediately failed, “…sorry I’m afraid I can’t help you there Gigantor.”

“Hey I’m not that tall.” Celestia shot back.

“I wasn’t just talking about your height.” Johnny snickered as he calmed himself down, “I don’t have anything that would fit you. I got some hockey and basketball jerseys that will might fit as a midriff exposing tops but I doubt even my swim trunks can stretch enough to get over those hips of yours. So unless you want to wear a bed sheet as a toga you’re stuck in that dress.”

“Yeah I guess so, it just feels like I’ll doing the walk of shame and I didn’t even get to fuck anyone last night.”

“Well, you shouldn’t worry about people think, besides there’s always next time right?”

“It’s not about what people think,” Tia explained, “its, I just that feel embarrassed about last night and I really don’t have anything to show for it. I wouldn’t mind if it was on my terms, but instead I’m going to head back looking like a cheap slut who got used and toss out.”

“Oh what, so if you actually got bang you’d walk out there with your head held high?” Johnny asked trying to follow her logic. “Serious don’t look at it like that, you not a cheap slut. Right about now the actual cheap sluts in this town are walking out of alleys or sneaking out of the homes of people they regret sleeping with. You’re ahead of the game so don’t knock it.”

“Maybe, but it’s still embarrassing how things turned out compared to how I imagined things would go.”

“What, you thought you’d be waking up in the arms of your prince charming about now?”

“No, about now I hoped to going at it again for round seven or ten or making plans to meet up for more intense kinky sex.”

“Wow, you are just, wow.”

“Oh don’t be like that.” Celestia responded almost offended. “I suppose I should be going now, hope rumors about me don’t get too bad. I don’t want to scare any hot guys or worse attract any loser.”

“Yeah, cause scrubs are your biggest concern.” Johnny commented watching Tia trying to straighten out her stained wrinkled dress and disheveled hair. “Wait, hold up.”

Tia turned to Johnny curious what he had to say now.

“I may not have any other clothes for you to wear, but if you’d like I could give your clothes a wash.”

“Really?” Tia asked looking back down at her dress. “You’d do that too?”

“Eh, I’ve got do my laundry anyway so it not like I’m going out of my way. If anything you’ve kept me from leaving it to the last minute like I normally do. So I’ll wash your dress too and you can go ahead and take a shower.”

“That’s really nice of you, but what will I wear while it’s in the wash, or are you hoping to see me walk around naked.” Tia accused with a teasing grin.

“Oh right, um, let me think.” Johnny quickly responded nervously. “Let me think, uh, okay so like I said my jerseys will fit well enough for a top so that and a towel should be fine till your dress is ready. And I’ll go ahead and move the laundry basket into the hall, just toss it in before you start your shower and I’ll take it to the laundry room. That sound like a plan?”

“I suppose so.” She smiled at how nervous Johnny acted as he sorted out his idea for her.

“Good so let me get you a jersey and move the basket and we’ll get started right?” Johnny left the room not waiting for an answer as Tia just held back a giggle seeing how uncomfortable Johnny became at her teasing.

Johnny returned from the apartment building’s laundry room confident that he’d followed the washing instructions on the tag of Celestia dress closely enough to clean it without any worries about damaging it. Setting down the empty basket he spotted Tia in the living room brushing her hair clearly not wearing his hockey jersey. Instead she had simply wrapped her body with a towel, effectively covering her large breasts leaving a tempting view of cleavage.

The sight of her had made Johnny’s heart skip a beat, not only from the sight of her wearing nothing but a towel but the sight of the lower hem of that towel falling just short of covering her cooch.

‘Okay so baseball stats, uh, zanpakto names and abilities, speculations on the future Dragon Ball Super story arcs,’ Johnny thought and averted his eyes up and to the side hoping to distract himself from his erection. ‘Let’s see Death Note story arcs. Death note, man that guy Light is a dick. Oh hey speaking of…’

“Oh Johnny,” Tia said startled to find Johnny had returned. “Sorry I didn’t see you there. Is the laundry done?”

“Laundry?” Johnny said confuse but relieved that his deflating dick was no longer obvious for Celestia to see. “Oh right, nah I just barely put it in to wash. Got a timer on my phone though, so I’ll check on it later and move it to the dryer. So, did the jersey not fit?”

“I haven’t tried it on yet, I wanted to dry off completely first.” Tia explained, “You don’t mind me borrowing your brush do you?”

“Nah, I forgot I even had that. So you dry enough to change?”

“I suppose I am, I’ll be right back.” She set the brush down turn to walk down the hall. As she walked she undid the towel and lowered it down to her waist giving Johnny brief view of her incredible butt before she secured it around herself covering her derriere and retreated to another room.

Johnny stood there for a moment, his erection returning with a vengeance. Hoping he could calm himself down again before Celestia came back, Johnny took a seat on the couch and turn the TV on and looked for anything that might take his mind that perfect backside he’d just witnessed.

After a few minutes of scrolling through the channel guide Johnny saw Tia finally returned with his Mighty Duck hockey jersey in addition to the towel still wrapped around her waist like a skirt. On Johnny the jersey fit well enough, hanging loosely down to his thighs. For someone as tall as Celestia it would normally would be able to just reach her waist, but the detour of her ample breast would not allow the hem to go down so far and left her midriff exposed just as Johnny predicted.

“So, how do I look?” Tia asked make a little pose, her arms akimbo with one hand on her hip and the other behind her head.

“Nice, fact why bother waiting for your dress to come out of the dryer?” Johnny joked, “Head on out to the hotel and I’ll just bring it by later.”

Tia smiled at the response and took a seat by Johnny as he continued scrolling through the channels.

“So do you have any plans today?” Tia asked, “What do you normally do?”

“Well assuming I don’t have anything, like laundry, keeping me home or errands to keep me busy there’s plenty of stuff. Hit the beach for some surf, the basketball courts, workout at the gym, the movies, hang out at the mall or shopping plaza, or spend time with my friends.”

“Sounds like you have a lot of fun here. Do you spend a lot of time with Isaac and Charlie?”

“Nah, Isaac works most days and I really don’t like any chance meetings with Simon or Davidson and Charlie’s a teacher so I’m not just going to show up at school to hang with that dick. I guess I spend more time with Frankie and Matt since they got more free time.”

“Are the nice, ooh are they handsome?” Tia asked taking an interest in his friends.

“Oh no,” Johnny laughed, “not by your standards anyway. Matt’s a really lanky dude and Frankie’s a big fat fuck.”

“That’s not a nice thing to say about your friends.” Tia chastised.

“So, they’re my friends and I know what assholes they can be. I’ll say what I want about them and I’m sure they’ll respond in kind. You see it’s about mutual respect and occasionally mutual disrespect.”

“That’s terrible, friends should always have respect for one another…,” Tia lectured thinking of all the lessons of friendship Twilight shared with her.

“Whoa, whoa, chill out.” Johnny held his hand up for her to stop. “Jesus you act like I’m the worst just for poking a little fun at my friends.”

“I’m just warning you that acting like that could cost you your friends. How would you feel if your friends spoke like that you?”

“Pretty good usually, they sometime come up with some decent insults for me. Really it only gets annoying when they trying using insults to get me to drink. Gotta tell you, it can be rough being the only guy that doesn’t drink in a group of drunks. But I think they respect me for not giving into fucking peer pressure, or at the very least appreciate having a designated driver. It’s one or the other.”

“It really doesn’t bother you to be insulted by your friends.”

“No not by my friends. Either they don’t mean it and I won’t hold it against them or they do mean it and I definitely earned it so that’s on me. That’s just how we are, that’s why it works. Well, for the most part away.”

“Just be careful not to go too far. You really can lose friendships over a few hurtful words.” She warned.

“We’re pretty good at not crossing the line, and when we do, it get resolved you know. We bitch about it, make idle threats, maybe trade a few blows, then after a few day realize it’s just some stupid shit, get over it and move on like nothing happened. Sometimes we even apologize… sometimes.”

With a sigh Tia dropped the issue and sat silently watching the TV scroll through the channel guide.

“So how about you, what are your plans for the day?” Johnny asked. “I mean I know you’re on a manhunt but the clubs won’t open until tonight. What you gonna do till then?”

“The same plan as yesterday, find some hot stud to fuck me blind.”

“You know, that sounds more like an objective than as actual plan,” Johnny commented. “I meant what are you going to until you find a guy? You gonna hit the beach and sunbath, go surfing, play volleyball or maybe checkout the mall, see a movie, or what?”

“As fun as all of that sounds I only have two weeks to get out all of my sexual frustrations so I need to focus on finding a man.”

“Geez, so all you intend to do is find a boyfriend to have a little fling with?”

“Who said anything about a boyfriend?” Tia asked, “I’m not looking for a relationship, I just want to have the most amazing sex possible. If the first guy I fuck doesn’t blow my mind then I’ll move on to the next guy and the next until I find someone who’s so good he leaves me nothing but a quivering mass of nerves unable to do anything but wait for the next time he’s ready to fuck me more.”

“Um, okay,” Johnny responded tentatively, “suddenly I’m a little worried for you. I don’t mean to sound hypocritical, I mean I know pretty much everyone on this island’s trying to get laid, but you seem to be a little too… gung ho about this.”

“What are you talking about?” Tia asked sounding offended, “What’s wrong with being excited? I’ve been waiting for this trip for months. I haven’t had sex in a long time, and I’ve been frustrated for even longer. So sorry if you think I’m a little overzealous at my chance to work out those frustrations.”

“I didn’t say it’s wrong, I just think maybe you’re…” He hesitated, “well, it just feels like… you’re gonna to do something stupid.”

“How dare you? How dare you even suggest that I would do something foolish?”

“Well for starters you’re clearly setting yourself up for disappointment. The “most amazing sex possible,” is you ultimate goal. People here are just looking to have fun, meet someone interesting and/or attractive, get laid, and then move on. Sure, everyone else is hoping have great fuck, but they’re not expecting find the pinnacle of sex. I know you’re not asking for advice but seriously maybe just spend you days just enjoying the island life and save the manhunt for the club scene when everyone’s on the same page. If you find your stud while relaxing and having fun, great, and if you don’t you still got memories of having fun here.”

“I told you I’m not here for fun. I only have two week for my vacation and I intend to spend as much time as possible having sex. You just don’t understand how badly I need this, how desperately I have to have sex.”

“Please don’t talk to me about wanting to have sex.” Johnny said with an amused smirk. “You can’t have gone that long without sex, no longer than I have at least.”

“It’s been a hundred and fifty year!” Tia exclaimed making Johnny go wide-eyed, “Over a hundred years since I’ve had someone’s dick inside me. Centuries since I’ve had a worthwhile orgasm. So yes “desperately” is not an understatement on how badly I need sex, and not good sex, not great sex, but amazing sex! So don’t talk down you me like you have any clue what I’m going through.”

“Okay so yeah, a little longer than I’ve gone but still a little much don’t you think. You don’t need to make such a big deal out of this.”

“It is a big deal, Johnny I’ve tried to hold myself back. The first thirty years were tough and then I hit my stride and it got easier. But the past couple of year the urges came back and it became difficult to control myself again. The past few months have been maddening Johnny. Masturbation isn’t enough to satisfy this lewd body of mine, I’ve tried and it only makes it worse. If I don’t take care of these urges, they’ll drive me crazy so I have to do whatever it takes to satiate this hunger that is just consuming me.”

“Whatever it takes?” Johnny questioned, “Wait didn’t you already say no shorties or uggos?”

“I need someone hot to really turn me on, with a big cock to stretch me out, stamina to go the distance, and if necessary any kinky fetish bring out this carnal lust burning inside me, out in an explosion of pleasure. Once I find someone worth fucking I’ll do anything they want if it gets me off. If they want to face fuck me, if they want anal, if they want to tie me up and spank me, whip me, pee on me, anything if it keeps him hard and makes him fuck me harder. If the sex is incredible enough, I’ll become my new lover’s plaything until it’s time for me to return to Canterlot. Two weeks, two week to become some hot stud’s cum-dump, to become a dirty, filthy whore, a slutty, wanton, nympho…”

“Okay, okay enough I get it!” Johnny held his hands up as he pleaded for her to stop. “I clearly underestimated how important this was to you. Jesus, did I say was a “little worried” about you because now I am genuinely scared for you now. I think you have a problem and it just might get you in trouble. Instead of this sex romp, maybe you should get professional help, and by “professional” I don’t mean a gigolo.”

“You, you, how dare you keep treating me like this. There is nothing wrong with me, how could you even suggest that?”

“Well for starters you just explained, in intimate detail, how desperate you are for sex to a guy you know, not twenty-four hours.”

“I… I well,” Tia face shifted from irritation to shocked realization before hiding her face in her hands. “Oh my goodness, I did do that, didn’t I? I can’t believe I actually told you all that.”

“Yeah same here, I just hope this is the dumbest thing you do because of your desperation. Seriously, after last night I’m really worried about you poor judgment.”

“I do not have poor judgement,” Tia declared returning from behind her hands. “I’ll admit, I may have had a little too much to drink, but that is a mistake I will not repeat.”

“Says many an alcoholic,” Johnny remarked earning another glare from Tia.

“I’m not an alcoholic. Charlie and I were just enjoying a nice talk over drinks and we had few too many.”

“And decided to have to have a quickie in the restroom, a rather disgusting one at that.”

“Yes, well, it seemed like a fun idea at the time. But I’ll be sure to avoid going past my limit from now on.”

“You know, drinking too much and waking up with regret is the least of the troubles you can find yourself in if you’re not careful. Did you forget about Victor? You do realize that if Charlie hadn’t shown up you probably wouldn’t have woken up in a bed this morning. About now you’d be walking out of an alley somewhere, naked, dazed and confuse, and that’s if you’re lucky.”

“Oh, yes I guess I had forgotten about him. We don’t actually know if he really intended to drug me. Even if he or anyone else does, I intend to be more vigilant to that possibility and avoid letting anyone from trying to take advantage of me like that.”

“Yeah, until you get tanked and decide that the back of a windowless van is just the best place to get better acquainted with some random ass dude and his friends.”

“Would you stop, I’m not so reckless that I’ll blindly trust anyone, even if they do meet every physical quality I’m looking. I take the time to get to someone before I’m ready to throw myself at them. As much as I want to have sex, I refuse to just give myself to some cruel arrogant asshole. I deserve better, I came here for the best available.”

“Well, I hope you find it. Just don’t get yourself kidnapped and have Luna send in the Equestrian military to scavenge the island looking for you.”

“Do you really think so little of me to assume that I’m just an easy target for abduction?”

“Only in the terms that your plan on this islands seem to basically be wearing a figurative sign on you back that says “Please rape me, I’m an easy target” but otherwise.”

“Would an easy target be so readily able to defend her like so?” Tia’s horn appeared glowing upon her brow as Johnny began to float up in a golden aura matching Tia’s magic. “I’m sure that my magic can handle anyone who might be problem.”

“You’re sure about that?” Johnny asked before taking a quick swipe at Tia’s horn barely reaching its tip from where he floated. The construct of light shuddered for a moment before breaking apart, the pieces fading from existence while Johnny dropped back down free from her magic.

“And just like that you’re in trouble again, and this is if your assailant doesn’t have a gun or knife, or a partner that you haven’t noticed yet.”

“That doesn’t count, I was going easy on you.” Tia protested, “Honest, I can protect myself from any would be abductors. So stop worrying about me.”

“Well that’s not gonna happen, you know the town might seem safe and carefree, with its easygoing sexual freedom, but it not for nothing that I’m worried for you. Shit happens and your approach leaves you wide open to be taken advantage of.”

“What could possibly have you so worried?”

“Truthfully, abductions aren’t that uncommon, in fact several months ago there was this super fucked up story on the local news.” Johnny explained grabbing Tia’s attention, “These two guys over several weeks abducted fifteen people and like four or five of them were dudes. And they just sexually abused the fuck out of them, several of them died.”

“Oh my goodness, that’s horrible,” Tia gasped in at the news. “What happened? They were arrested right?”

“Yeah, and the police found the survivors but most of them were hospitalized for a while afterwards. I think another one of them died in the hospital because their injuries were just too severe.”

“Do such things happen often?”

“Well, it’s not like it’s something you can set your watch to but it not uncommon for people to be abducted. Usually anyone who disappears shows up a few days later, either with little or no knowledge of what happened. Although in all fairness some of them were likely just blackout drunks, but still.”

“I never thought that this place could be so dangerous. Cadance didn’t mention any such risks.”

“What you think that’s something with put in the travel brochure? “Come for the sun, sand and sex! Not legally responsible for abductions, kidnappings, rapes, or loss of organs to black-marketers.” Yeah that’ll bring in the tourists in droves.”

“Loss of organs?” Celestia asked in shock.

“Okay, I haven’t actually heard of that happening since I’ve been here but I wouldn’t be surprised.”

“Well what do you expect me to do then, cancel my vacation?”

“No of course not, this place is awesome! I just saying take some precautions, before blindly jumping into the club scene tonight. Spend the day having fun, making friends and see if anyone wants to hang with you tonight. Someone you can trust to watch you back in case things get a little shady. Or at the very least someone who can identify your abductor to the cops.”

“While I appreciate the advice, and admittedly I myself would likely offer such advice to other, I repeat that I have only two weeks to fit a suitable lover. I’m not here to make friends and I prefer to focus on my goal.”

“Come on, it’s not like it’s hard and time consuming to make friends, and you can still keep an eye out for any guys you’re interested in.”

“If I’m lucky, yes I could make fast friends who could keep me company while I search. But if luck were indeed on my side I’d rather use such luck to find the perfect lover.”

“I think it will take more than just luck to find a perfect anything.” Johnny stated.

.“As long as he meets my physical needs then I suppose he doesn’t need to be “perfect.” I’ll settle for a decent man as long as his sexual talents are impressive.” Celestia smiled as her mind began to wonder, “If he can recognize when to be gentle, when to be rough, and know that I am not a conquest but a treasure to be enjoyed for the short time we have together. Ooh, that will suit me just fine.”

Johnny looked on with surprise as one of Celestia’s hands began fondling one her breast through the his jersey while her other hand made its way down to her lap, her towel being the only thing stopping it from continuing down between her legs.

“Once I’m sure he’ll treat me right, and then comes the best part. When he takes that hard over-sized cock, and forces it into my tight wet pussy, stretching me to my limits and just… and just…” Celestia moans gripping the towel around her waist ready to pull it away, “… and just ruins me.”

A burst of laughter shocks Celestia out of her fantasy leaving her dazed and confused until she turned to Johnny laughing by her side.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” He said getting his laughter under control and ending with a long sigh, “I just, I was not prepared for that last part. Oh man, seriously listen you sometimes is like listen to the dialogue of either a really good or really bad porno. I love it.”

“It’s not that funny.” Celestia said in embarrassment as Johnny started laughing a little more.

“Oh come on, I would love to watch a porno with a star that talks like you, even one of those where the star speaks to the viewer before the scene. Like if the she said “Hi everyone, are you ready to see me get my ass wrecked.” Oh my God, oh my God! Can you imagine if Bonnie Rotten had said that before her ass prolapsed? How amazing would that have been if she had said that only for her ass to literally get ruined like that?”

“Wha-, who? I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sorry, but that thought. In fact, little warning though.” Johnny said with a smile hold back more laughter, “If you plan on getting some anal action, watch your ass.”

Celestia’s brow furrowed as she watched Johnny cracking up again. She just stared at him until he settled down again under gaze.

“Okay sorry, I’m done I promise I’m done. I wasn’t joking though, not completely. If you’re going to have crazy sex all week be careful that you don’t hurt yourself. I never saw that particular scene but I can only imagine that the first time her ass prolapsed must have been painful or at least traumatic as hell.”

“What are you talking about? Prolapsed? What are you talking about? What is a prolapsed ass?”

“Oh, damn I shouldn’t have said anything. Um, well, I was just kidding the odd of that unlikely but, yeah um. Geez, a prolapsed ass is when part of the ass, well, the last part of the digestive tract moves down. So it’s basically like pooping out part of your lower intestines except it goes back in since it’s you know attached to you.”

“That, that can happen?” Celestia asked her own asshole clinching tight. “That not really possible is it?”

“Oh it’s possible. I may not have seen the scene when it first happened but since then Bonnie Rotten has made prolapsing her ass part of her repertoire. She does it on purpose now. The first time I saw it, well it didn’t ruin it for me, but it certainly wasn’t a bonus. Damn it looks messed up and I’m pretty sure that shit is permanent.”

“Well that does sound unpleasant.” Celestia responded in a more relaxed tone. “I suppose I should thank you for your concern but you needn’t worry about me even if I were to suffer from such affliction.”

“Why’s that, you a masochist or something?”

“No! You forget that I am an Equestrian Princess of Alicorn blood, I’m sure that if that were ever to happen to me I would be able to recover.”

“You sure about that? I think you’d need to get surgery in order to fix that kind of thing.”

“I’m quite confident, since my healing ability has not only kept me alive for all these centuries but has maintained this perfect body of mine. In fact I’ll have you know that thanks to my healing power my vagina is as tight as the day I popped my cherry?”

“I can’t help but doubt that,” Johnny scoffed with the snort of a repressed laugh.

“It’s true, centuries of sex, centuries of finding and fucking the thickest dicks and being stretched to my absolute limit and hardly a day or two passes before my pussy is as pristine as a virgin’s.”

“Well good for you. Good luck getting as wreck as possible.”

“Thank you.”

“Wow that was not meant as a complement but alright.” Johnny said as he checked the timer on his phone then changed the TV to HDMI 2. “Welp, we’ve talked abductions, rape, death and prolapsed assholes. I think I wanna focus on something a little more cheerful. Let’s look at a world of nuclear Armageddon.”

Celestia didn’t respond as Johnny stood up and walked over to shelves filled with movies and video games returning after starting an Xbox 360 and returning with a controller as the Fallout 3 title began to appear.

“Did you say nuclear Armageddon?” Celestia asked.

“Yeah, that’s the setting for this game two hundred years after a nuclear war in an alternate time-line. I think I’m gonna start a new game I should have enough time to get past the G.O.A.T. before I have to move your dress to the dryer.”

“The goat? What do you mean-“

“Hold up I love this part. “War… war never changes…”” Johnny spoke in synch with the opening line of the narration before the two of them listened to story of Fallout. ““…because war… war never changes” man I fucking love that line.”

“This is a game?”

“Yeah you never played? It’s awesome, so is New Vegas.” Johnny praised with sigh, “Fallout 4 is also great but I miss some the elements that they removed from New Vegas to part four. Things like the the karma and reputation systems. The skills and the armor/weapon condition system. I love the crafting system for weapons and armor in Fallout but still wish it had that degrading condition where you had to sacrifice similar armors or weapons to fix up the weapons and armor you’re using.

“I also miss the old perk system,” he continued, “as fun as the perk tree is it’s too simple and now we’re limited to only seventy perks plus ranks. I’ll also miss the old dialogue system, as fun as it is to actually hear your character talk being limited to four speech options is a bit of a let down. Then there’s the check system being simplified to just the charisma stat. I loved have a speech check, or barter check, or a perception check call someone out on lying or using a strength check for intimidation or those unique speech option that came with the Black Widow and Lady Killer perks.”

“That’s very interesting,” Celestia said, “except I honest don’t really know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh right, sorry. If you want I can explain it as I go.” Johnny offer, “Otherwise I can offer a book to read maybe a manga. You could finish a couple volumes by the time your dress is out.”

“No, if you say this game is interesting then I’m fine seeing for my self what you enjoy about it. Though I do wonder if my sister has played this?”

“That’s a good question I never asked Luna if she’s played this. Then again after beating her so many times in Black Ops she rarely speaks in anything other than smack talk.”

“Yes Black Ops, she does get rather upset when she- Wait you know my sister?” Celestia asked in surprise.

“Yeah, everyone knows GamerLuna though I’m one of the lucky few to be counted as a friend on both Xbox Live and the Playstation Plus Network. Maybe I’ll catch her in a better mood next time we team up on Overwatch or something.”

“I didn’t know that you… Do you actually know my sister? You’re friends with Princess Luna of Equestria?”

“Well you know, online friends. In real life I’ve only meet her like twice though.”

“You meet her, in person? So I’m not the first princess you’ve met.” Celestia said softly at the revelation.

“I guess not, hadn’t really thought about it. I meet her in college she crashed a party my friend was throwing. It was huge and people looked like they were about to lose their shit over it. The second time it was in Paris, France, a couple of years later. I went to a rave were that same friend of mine was DJ’ing and Luna crashed that party too. Everybody went nuts cheering for her, especially when she hit the dance floor.”

“Yes I’ve heard my sister has become quite popular over the decades attending parties when she should be focused on her nightly duties. Though I could never deny her the occasional levity when she’s missed so much over the centuries.”

“Yeah, it’s almost weird how popular she is. Like, imagine if you combined Paris Hilton and Kim Kardashian and somehow managed form a decent human being. That’s how popular Luna is.”

“So what was my sister like when you met her?”

“The first time she was pleasant, said hi to everyone who greeted her. Well everyone willing to stop bowing long enough to actually greet her. Now that I think of it, hardly any Equestrians stopped bowing. It was mostly non-Equestrians that were freakin’ stoked to meet an actual princess. The second time I got to talk to her in the backroom.”

“Really, you got some alone time with my sister?” Celestia asked with a tone of disbelief.

“Oh no, I was just there to hang with my friend Vinyl but Luna insisted on complementing her for the music. The three of us got to talking, and eventually I asked if she was the gamer everyone says she is. She seemed upset that I doubted her so I gave her my gamertags and asked her to look me up and prove she’s as skilled as she claims. The next night I get her invite on Xbox live and she’s sweeping me in four games of Madden. Since then I’ve played with her at least once a month and sometimes as often as three nights in a row.”

“I just can’t believe I just meet one of Luna’s online friends on my vacation.”

“If I hadn’t asked Cadence to keep my vacation plans a secret I’d think my sister asked you watch over me. In fact, if I were to ask you if you wanted to spend time with me tonight…?”

“I’d have you say “thanks for the invite but I got work tonight.” Seriously just the thought of you desperately hunt for a man is amusing to me. If my hours hadn’t been so viciously cut back so much I’d call in and take up your offer. But unless Luna actually does have a paycheck for me to babysit you I’m gonna have to pass.”

“Excuse me, “babysit?” More like escort.” Celestia said with offense.

““Escort?” Sorry babe but I ain’t nobody’s ho.” Johnny smiled at his joke.

“Honestly, do I look like someone who has to pay for sex?” Celestia laughed, “Even if I were to stoop so low I can afford my dream stud instead of settling for you.”

“Oh yeah, well watch yourself because if you decide now not to “stoop so low” you might finding you and your fingers having to go solo!” Johnny laughed out loud and Celestia despite herself couldn’t help joining in.

“Jerk.” Celestia replied, “Just you wait, next time you see me I’ll being hang off some muscle bound stud walking back to my room for some bedtime fun.”

“Yeah good luck with that.” Johnny smiled earning another glare from Tia felt him mocking and doubting her skill of seduction of the men she was sure to find.

Time passed as Johnny rushed through the game explaining the story to Celestia with spoilers since he felt she’d likely not take enough interest to follow up on the game with Luna and learn about the rest of the game herself. By the time he explained the skill tags and chosen explosives, lockpick and speech for his character, the alarm went off and he left to put Tia’s dress in the dryer.

As she wait Tia stretched on the couch and took a moment to admire her long legs only to realized that she was missing something beyond her dress and purse.

“Shouldn’t be too much longer now,” Johnny said upon his return, “I should be able to save Megaton and find that sniper rifle hidden behind it before you dress is ready.”

“Thank you Johnny but I’ve just noticed something. What happened to my shoes?”

“Oh,” Johnny froze just short of picking up the controller. Turning back to the door he went to pick up a pair of high heeled shoes, except one was missing a heel, high or otherwise.

“There you go, sorry I didn’t realize that one of the heels was missing. I was barely able to find them in the dark.”

“Aw, but I looked so good in these.” Tia mourn the lose of her sexy shoes.

“Yeah sorry, um, oh you can borrow these.” Johnny kicked off his own shoes and slide them to Celestia. “Am I wrong to think you have brought more shoes on your vacation?”

“Thank you,” she said looking at the worn shoes before slipping one on. Despite her height Tia had dainty feet and easily slipped into Johnny’s shoe that may have been half, or even a full size larger that her own. “I appreciate it. You don’t mind me using these?”

“I got a pair a shower sandals I can use. Just return those as soon as we get back to the resort.”

“Of course.”

Johnny continued with his game as he asked Celestia about the choices he had to make. Obviously, with the explanations on the outcomes Celestia insisted on the one that left the Overseer alive. Tia the gasps seeing the depiction of the wasteland after leaving the Vault.

As predicted after saving Megaton and finding the hallowed out rock behind it with the sniper rifle the alarm went off again and with a save Johnny left to retrieve Tia’s dress.

It didn’t take long after Johnny’s return that Tia was back in her dress and ready to head out. She did feel quite as sexy wearing sneaker instead of her heels but they were a better option over the worn sandals that Johnny was now wearing.

“Why are you bring those socks?” Tia asked, “You’re not planning to stuff your pants and get the attention of some young girls are you? Maybe some girls jealous of the beauty by your side?

“Nope, but I am planning on putting these on once you give me back my shoes.” Johnny then opened the door, “Ladies first.”

With that they left for the resort.

Author's Note

So I finally did it. I finally updated this story.

Sorry you readers had to wait so long for an exposition chapter. It was the last scene that was so hard for me to do. While they were talking on the couch about Luna I wanted to write in a bonding moment for them. It just became to awkward no matter how I tried to make so I finally just drop that segment and put together this ending for this chapter.

I cannot and will not promise when the next chapter will be up. But I will try to continue this story, that's all any writer can do.

Chapter 4: Her First Night Out

Chapter 4: Her First Night Out

Celestia walked down the street with a spring in her step and a bounce in tits as she walked down the street. The reason for her happiness was the discovery that Johnny and Cadence had been right about this island being the place to find a lover. While exploring earlier and doing some window-shopping, for souvenirs to give to her fellow princesses, she realized that everywhere she looked there was at least one man towering over the people around him.

While they weren’t all handsome, she saw plenty of men who tempted her to make a move on them. Unfortunately in her haste to eat and explore she dressed a little too casually to confront her favorites on her outing. Knowing she only had one chance to make a good first impression, she was a little thankful that none of them made a move on her just yet.

Now however she was ready, wearing a tight red dress that hugged all of her curves and matching four inch heels that further enhanced the look of her incredible ass proven by a number of cat call from various men that took notice of her. Walking down the street she witnessed the change in the city at night. Lights illuminated the streets while performers entertained the people to the sounds of steel drums playing island tunes. Partyers were everywhere cheering, drinking, and smoking what were clearly not cigarettes or cigars. Couples could be seen kissing, groping and fondling one another openly, though some hid themselves poorly as they performed more intimate act with each other.

Tucked in by the niches and cervices on some of the builds or in the shadows of the alleys, Celestia couldn’t help but watch as men play with their woman’s butt before slipping their fingers into them or women on their knee blowing their man for his gratification. A cry of pleasure from another alley drew her attention allowing her to witness the shadowy figure of a man partially hidden behind a dumpster. The moans of a woman and the repeating thrusting of the man’s hips made it obvious what was happening.

Continuing her journey, she learned that enforcement of any indecent exposure laws were lax as she witnessed a police officer walking his beat practically ignoring the excessive drinking, public nudity and sexual behavior. The officer walked by drug users, who simply hid their joints, and a car rocking side to side where more moans of carnal passions emanated from within. The most action Celestia witnessed from the police was when a fight broke out and a nearby officer immediately radioed for backup as he sprinted over to the crowd to stop the fighting.

Celestia finally reached a building with a round neon sign with “The Spot” written in a cursive script. The line was long but Celestia didn’t care as she walked straight to the front door where she found one of the most massive men she had ever seen in her life. The bouncer stood at least seven feet tall and must have been about three hundred pounds. She noticed a slight paunch on man, meaning she wouldn’t find six-pack abs on him if she looked, but she also acknowledged that he had strong tree truck arms and a wide barrel chest with large pecs. Curious about whether every part of this man was thick she considered forgiving the stomach for the thought of being held in such incredibly strong arm looking arms.

“Hello there big boy, what’s your name?” Celestia greeted the man at the door.

The man looked Celestia up and down hiding nearly all indications that he was impressed with her figure. But between a nervous gulp and the bulge rising along the leg of his pants, it was clear to Celestia that he found her attractive.

“Terry.” The man answered.

“Such a nice name.” Celestia flattered. “So Terry, I hear this is an exciting place to be. Is that true?”

“Come inside and see for yourself beautiful,” the man said in a deep voice, opening the door for her. Some of the women near the front of line scoffed at Celestia cutting ahead of them while the men were just more eager to get into the club.

As the door closed, blocking out the sounds of music from the outdoor performers, Celestia heard the sound of club music echoing from the door at the end of the hall. The hall was just as Johnny described it except for a glass case right next to the front door with the words “Wall of Fame” inscribed at the top. The case held a number of photos depicting different people in the club, many of them with a signature over the person in the center. The one common element of every picture in the case was the inclusion of a chubby man with a short ponytail either shaking hands or one-arm hugging the person the picture was focused on. The photos were clearly taken of the course of years, evident by the chubby man’s hair which was at different levels or receding in nearly every image. Some of the photos were paired with even older photos of the person main person in their youth, with school jerseys or lettermen jackets.

She walked toward the true club entrance eyeing the rest of wall finding pictures, surveillance photos, and even mug shots of people who she understood were banned from the club. The candid photos of the banned club goers were shown to be acting disorderly, fighting, dancing on tables or bar counter, or puking their guts out on someone else. Each picture also had writing offering insulting descriptions of the pictures’ subjects or the actions that got them banned. Some of them, however, seemed to be plain headshots with only the words “Smart Mouth” and no other clue as to why they were banned. Reaching the end of the hall a man walked out of the club with a flirty woman on each arm.

“Well what do we have here?” The man asked the moment he saw Celestia. “Would you like to join us?”

“Aw, what do you mean baby?” One of the girls asked pouting, “Aren’t we enough for you?”

“Don’t be like that babe, I’m just worried that I’m gonna wear you two girls out.” The man grabbed both girls’ butts making them giggle as he hurried them forward. Celestia watch as the man pulled up their skirts and began finger them earning duel moans as they left.

Celestia was wide eyed in surprise at the scene. As much as she wanted a man hot for her body, she wasn’t sure if she could handle being with someone bold enough to finger her with everyone watching it happen. Still, despite the possibility, still steeled herself to follow through with her plan. She was determined to find someone that would have his way with her, and vise-versa, preferably in privacy.

Finally entering the club, she was please at what she found. The club was filled with plenty of attractive people many, of whom seemed perfect to fulfill her needs. Now she just needed to narrow it down to one or two men. The process of elimination started quickly as she made her way to the bar.

Men immediately started hitting on her, offering drinks, compliments, or a night of satisfaction. The men that offer sex right of the bat immediately got on Celestia’s nerves as they made no effort to seduce her before asking for a blowjob or a quick fuck in the bathrooms. They were so use to banging cheap sluts that their strategy for hooking up had degraded to simply “offer dick, get pussy.”

“Go fuck yourself,” was her typical response to those jerks, while she winked to the more considerate hopefuls with a more positive, “Maybe in a bit handsome.”

The bar was fairly crowded, but Celestia managed to find a seat that was not surrounded by complete drunkards or club goers clearly hopped up on drugs. As she imagined, the moment she sat down men begin asking what she wanted to drink or even buying her a drink without even waiting for her to accept the offer. She accepted the drinks from the sexier men trying to gain her attention, but refused drinks from the shorter less attractive gentlemen. She didn’t want to string along anyone she had no intent of sleeping with since it would only be a waste of their time and her own.

Of all the men vying for her attention, there was one particular standout. A man down the bar wearing a rather dashing suit who sent her a glass of scotch. He tipped a glass of his own towards her as if offering a toast and Celestia returned the gesture before drinking her scotch. That was all the affirmation he needed as he began to make his way towards her.

Celestia assessed the man as he approached six-foot-four and a hundred-sixty pounds of muscle. Even with her heels the man met the high requirement and the tone his body was very nice.

“Hey there gorgeous, did you enjoy the drink?” He asked.

“I did,” Celestia said with a sultry smile, “and to whom do I have to thank?”

“Victor,” he answered as he signaled the bartender for two addition glasses, “and what is your name lovely?”

“If you want my name, you’ll have to earn it.” She smiled coyly.

“Sounds like a challenge, but I’m willing to work all night if I have to.” The man then reached for one of the drinks and slid it over to Celestia

She was happy with his response, no matter whether he was implying that he’d actually intended try to seduce for as long as it would take, or simply suggesting that he’d actually intended to fuck her into tomorrow morning.

“So is there any about yourself that you are willing to share with…”

“Excuse me sir.” A timid voice interrupted from behind Victor.

“Hey fuck off buddy I’m busy here.” Victor snarled at the short man and turned his attention back to Celestia.

“Oh, uh, s-sorry for interrupting but you’re kinda in my spot,” the little man explained.

“Excuse me, I’m sure I told you to fuck off!” Victor yelled again at the poor man.

“Sorry, I’m not trying to be rude but my girlf-,” the man gestured toward an attractive brunette sitting next to Victor, opposite of Celetia.

“That’s it!” Victor screamed standing up, displaying his intimidating size and grabbing the retreating little man by the throat. “I fucking warned you, you little shit.”

Celestia watched in surprise at how quickly Victor’s kind demeanor changed to such an aggressive violent attitude. It completely turned her off, and annoyed her to think that she was eager to have sex with him.

“Please let me go.” The man choked trying to break free from Victor’s grip.

“Forget it, you had your chance to walk away and now you’ll be lucky to limp your way home.”

“There a problem here?” A new arrival spoke with an agitated tone draw the attention of Celestia, Victor, and his captive. The new man brought a smile to Celestia’s face seeing him standing six-foot-six with an even buffer body than Victor’s.

“This is between me and the shrimp so don’t get involved.” Victor held the shorter man at arm’s length as he drew back to punch him.

“Easy now bloke, none of that,” the larger man declared as he grabbed Victor by the wrist. This only incited Victor to direct his aggression towards the new comer, pushing the short man down and taking a swing at the new comer with his free hand.

Celestia watch the fight occur for the few moments that it lasted. After the larger man released Victor and dodged a couple of punches, he laid Victor out with a single punch to the nose. With blood streaming from his nose, Victor scurried back on to his feet and fled from the club.

“You alright Stevie?” the large man asked to the short guy on the ground.

“Yeah thanks to you Charlie,” said Stevie as the brunette stepped over to him and helped him up.

“Charles,” the man corrected, but was ignored as Stevie’s girlfriend began doting on him.

“Are you sure you’re alright sweetie?” the girl said sweetly checking Stevie’s body for any obvious injuries. “I can’t believe that brute, why would they let in such a horrible man who would hurt my little sweetie-kins.”

“I’m fine Sara, honest.”

“Are you sure?” Sara asked with a slightly husky voice. “It was so brave of you to try and stand up to that big dangerous man. Just tell me where it hurts and I’ll kiss it and make it feel better, anywhere at all.”

“Y-you mean it?” Stevie said both surprised and excited.

“Mm-hmm, I am going to make you feel so good tonight baby.” Sara’s hands began to grope her boyfriend, even going as far as to grab his crotch. “Let’s go home so I can take good care of you.”

Charles watched the couple leave before finally taking notice of Celestia. Keeping his cool, he took an appraising look at her face before taking in her breasts and the curve of her hips. With a smile and nod he leaned on the bar to express his interest in her. Celestia returned the smile, enjoying his reaction to her, not too eager but clearly appreciating the woman before him.

“Sorry about hitting your boyfriend,” he said apologetically, “but I make it business to try and deal with problems before they get out of hand.”

“Don’t worry he wasn’t by boyfriend,” Celestia said, “just some guy trying to pick me up. I doubt it would have worked out, seems he has a bit of a temper on him.”

“Yeah, I’ve heard a few things about Victor.” Charles nodded, “It not just a temper you got to worry about with guys like him. Rumor has it he’s drugged nearly every other girl he meets, then bangs them out in some back alley and leaves the out to fend for themselves.”

“Seriously,” Celestia said in shock looking at the scotch Victor had handed to her and immediately toss her drink to the floor and placing the glass upside down on the counter.

“Are you okay?” Charles asked. “How much did you drink?”

“Feel fine, I hadn’t drunk any from that glass, I think.” Celestia tried to recall if that was true. “And I’m pretty sure he didn’t even touch the first drink he bought me.”

“You’re lucky, it’d be strange if that guy hadn’t spiked your drink.”

“Strange?” Celestia asked with some confusion.

“Yeah, let’s be honest you are easily the hottest thing in this club, and definitely the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever laid eyes on in my life.”

‘Ooh, tall, muscular, handsome, kind, and a real charmer,’ Celestia thought taking a moment to another appraising look at him. ‘I think I’ve found myself a winner.’

“Thank you, you know you’re quite the catch yourself.” Celestia complimented

“I’m glad to hear you think so,” Charles chuckled, “I was really hope you and I would hit it off.”

“Really and why is that?” Celestia leaned forward to hear his reply.

“I think we both know why.” He said place his hand on Celestia’s hand resting on the bar.

“Well…” Celestia said placing her other hand on top of his and purposely moving her arms against her breast to push them out to draw his attention to her cleavage. “I’d like a chance to get to know you a little better before I’m comfortable enough to let you, let’s say, get comfortable with me.”

“How about you and I talk over a few drinks and decide how comfortable we are as we go.” Charles suggested. “For example, I’m Charles. Are you comfortable enough to tell me you name?”

“No not yet, like I told our friend Victor, you want to know my name you’ve got to earn it first.” Celestia joked, “So handsome is there anything else you’d like to know?”

“Yeah, what would you like to drink?” he offer signaling for the bartenders attention.

The night went on with the two enjoying each other’s company as they drank. Celestia eventually told Charles that her name was “Tia” and told him that she was a teacher and the headmistress of a private school. It was a true enough statement for her, though as the head of the school she actually had no title beyond princess. She could have said principal, but headmistress sounded sexier her in her mind and hoped he would agree.

Charles shared, with Celestia, stories about himself including his time in the military. Stories about the places he traveled to and the combat he experienced. Satisfied that he’d impressed her with death-defying tales and heroically saving one or more of his fellow soldiers, he explained about how after leaving the service he went to college and became a teacher at the local high school to teach history and algebra.

‘Wow looks, brawn, bravery, and brains,’ Celestia thought as she received another shot of whiskey. ‘This guy is the complete package. He’s even more that I wanted in a man. Just one last thing to check and the best way to do that is give him the green light.’

Confident that Charles wasn’t a creep, Tia started throwing innuendos and non-verbal clues at how ready she was move on to the real fun they both had been planning to have. After a few more drinks including, Celestia first shot of tequila and a quick lesson on how to take it with lime and salt, Charles decide it was time to push the issue.

“So Tia, you feel comfortable enough to come over to my place for some private fun?” Charles asked with a suggestive smile.

“Yes, I’d love to go home with you,” Tia then leaned over to Charles and whispered, “but why wait for the fun?”

Celestia stood up, taking a moment to steady herself, and grabbed Charles by the hand and pulled him to the back of the club. She didn’t know where the restrooms were, but luck guided her straight to her destination. Pulling Charles in to the restroom she slammed the door and locked it without bothering to check that it was as empty as it looked.

Putting her arms around his neck, she pulled Charles into a deep kiss, their tongues wrestling with each other igniting their passions. Their hand wandered freely as they pawed one another, Charles finding Celestia’s ass especially pleasing to squeeze.

Pulling away, Tia backed up to the restroom sink, a sultry look on her face as she lifted up the hem of her skirt. She blushed, showing off her soaked panties and rubbing against her eager vagina.

“Looks like someone’s become rather impatient, haven’t you love?” Charles asked excited to find how ready Tia was to fuck despite the setting. “Shall I help you take care of that sweet pussy of yours?”

“Yes please, in fact how about you see for yourself how sweet my pussy really is?” Tia lifted herself onto the counter and pulled her panties to the side. “Come have a taste. Do a good job and I’ll return the favor before we get to the good part.”

Charles looked at her dripping wet pussy, his dick already hard and demanding entry into Tia’s soft folds. Charles was hoping to get it on when Tia forcibly dragged him in to the restroom, but knowing what she asking from him made him hesitate. Still he wasn’t got to pass up his chance at someone as hot as her and kneeled down and prepare to pleasure her.

He reached up and rubbed the lips on one side with his thumb before the other thumb join in to spread both lips and reveal her pink entrance. Tia moaned while Charles continued to play with her. He then started rubbing her clit and sticking his thick fingers into her tight v-jay.

“Please stop teasing,” Tia whimpered as she enjoyed the first fingers, other than her own in the past century massage her deep inside her snatch. “You know what I want right now. Let me feel that tongue of yours.”

Charles complied and licked her snatch with his large tongue, shuddering at the taste. A move that caused Tia’s head to lull back and her eyes to close as she savored the sensation of his tongue drag across her opening. The tongue licked her outer lips a few more times then began flicking her love button standing erect at the top as his fingers returned to continue their work inside her.

“More, please I want more.” Tia moaned at the feeling of his thick fingers fucking her, but as good as it felt she wanted a sensation that she could not create with her own fingers or toys. “I want your tongue. I need you to tongue-fuck me.”

Charles looked up at Tia with a furrowed brow before removing his fingers again and started working his tongue into her vaginal canal reaching as deep as he could. Tia moaned deeply as the invading tongue wiggled its way in, filling her up more than any tongue before. She knew it was big from the kiss, now inside her she could feel its width almost stretch her opening and its length reaching six maybe even seven inches as he pushed it to its limits.

Tia began running her fingers through his hair and rocking her hips as best she could without falling off the counter. His tongue swirled around wildly occasionally grazing a spot that sent a wonderful jolt of pleasure through her. It wasn’t long before a familiar pressure began to build up within Tia, an orgasm was coming and she could tell it was going to be a good one. Wrapping her legs around his neck she gripped his hair and pulled Charles’ head against her as if it would help force his tongue even deeper into her pussy.

“Oh fuck, oh fuck yes. Don’t stop, please don’t stop!” Tia begged as her snatch convulsed squeezing the source of her pleasure driving her closer to release. “It’s coming, oh fuck, oh fuck, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna… oh fuck, I’m gonna…”

Tia threw her head back and let out a loud cry as she climaxed, a wave of ecstasy washed over her body as she shuddered. This was what she’d been waiting for, an intense explosion of pleasure coursing through her providing relief and satisfaction. It wasn’t the greatest orgasm she’d ever experience, but it was by far was the best feeling she’d had in over three centuries.

Charles immediately tried to pull away the moment Tia came, but between her legs locked behind him and her hands’ surprisingly strong grip holding him in place. He was forced to accept an offering of her nectar into his open mouth as it flowed a little faster. Only after Tia came down from her sexual high was he able to pull himself free. He stood up and impatiently looked upon her enjoying the afterglow of his work.

With a sigh Tia opened her eyes and saw her lover for the evening staring at her. She gave him a sultry smiled at him and slid off the counter. Charles caught her when she stumbled forward, her legs unsteadied by both the alcohol in her system and the weakness caused by her recent release. Tia blushed at the feeling of Charles’ strong arms holding her tightly and a felt the return of her arousal between her legs.

Look up at his face she reached up and pulled him in for another kiss. She lapped up her juices off his chin before reaching her tongue into his mouth in search for any lingering trace of her essence. Tia had always loved her special flavor but found it even more delicious having finally shared it with someone after so long.

She smiled mischievously at Charles when she ended the kiss, her hand rubbing against his chest to feel the muscle beneath.

“Mm, that was wonderful,” Tia complimented, “so now I suppose I should return the favor like I promised.”

Her fingertips gently stroked Charles chest and traveled down into his pants. With an excited giggle she began stroking the large member that she found causing deep moans from her man of the evening.

Locking eyes with him, Tia descended down to her knees and began undoing his pants. Her eyes only moved away when his dick was finally free from its confines and nearly slapped her face.

“Wow it so big.” Tia praised, lightly touching the ten inch cock standing erect in front her. Gripping his manhood, she slowly stroked it noting its girth as the fingertips and thumb of her hand were only barely able to touch. It felt great in her hands, but the smell was simply intoxicating as pre-cum began to leaking out of the tip. She was struck with the urge to pounce on Charles and force his impressive member into her waiting womanhood only to suppress it with the desire to tease her boy toy a little more.

“So,” she said coyly, “what would you like me with this?”

“What I want is to bend you over and do you good and proper love.” Charles told her hoping to move things along.

“Aww, but I want to something special for you. Tell me what I can do to make you feel good. Do you want me to jerk you off? Maybe you would prefer a nice blow job or were you hoping that I would be able to deepthroat this monster?”

Charles moaned as she began to caress his dick against her cheek. The ideas sounded fun, but it anything would have to come before the actual sex, one action would be the better than anything else she’d offered.

“Oh I know what you want,” Tia said noticing his eyes dropping down to her breasts. “You want me to give you a titfuck with these big boobs of mine.”

His cock twitched in Tia’s hands, acknowledging his approval.

“Well someone seems to like the idea, let’s just get you lubed up first.” Tia winked at him with a wide grin and turning her attention back to the cock in her hand. She licked her lips, tipping the penis towards her as rivulets of pre-cum streamed down to her hand. Opening her mouth she reached out her tongue to lap up his cock juice.

“Who the FUCK is in there!” a man hollered banging on the restroom door. “Opening this fucking door right now, if you’re fucking in there then you can consider yourself banned, and if I find any drugs in there I’m calling the cops!”

“God damn it Jimmy,” Charles said as Celestia froze with her tongue an inch away from her first taste of dick in forever.

“Todd,” the man at the door called out to someone, “where’s the damn keys for the restrooms? What do you mean you can’t find them? Fine just forget it and get Terry over here to break this door down. After you call him get the camera, someone’s going on the wall tonight.”

Celestia’s eyes widen as an image came to her mind of the wall of shame with a large framed poster of herself in her current position, mouth open, tongue hanging, holding a cock in her hand. Luna, Cadence and Twilight standing before the picture with looks of shame and disappointment.

“She promised she wouldn’t get carried away,” Luna said holding her hand to her eyes in shame. “She promised she wouldn’t embarrass us.”

“This is my fault,” Cadence confessed tears in her eyes. “I never should have helped her like arrange her trip here. I should have come with her or sent a guard to watch over. Oh why couldn’t I just convince her into using a dating website and screen her dates.”

“Oh Celestia,” Twilight whimpered, “how could you do this? I respected you so much. How can I ever look at you the same way ever again?”

Celestia suddenly became acutely aware of her situation. She looked away from the cock in her hands and to the dirty restroom she had rushed into. It wasn’t the filthiest she’d ever seen, but still the walls and floor were stained, the sink was leaking, the mirror was cracked, the stalls were marked with graffiti with one was missing a door and an “Out of Order” sign hanging over the toilet.

‘Oh Fausticorn, was I really going to fuck someone I barely knew in a public restroom’

Without another thought Celestia rushed to the door, unlocking and tearing it open she dashed past an angry, but familiar looking, chubby man with a receding hairline. Thank fully he had been to busy shouting a someone to see her until she was half way down the hall.

“Hey wait!” Charles called to her nearly losing his balance before reaching down to pull up his pants.

Celetia didn’t hear him completely focused on escaping the club before the club owner could get a picture of her for his wall. Hurrying past the bar she caught sight of Terry, the bouncer from the front door moving through the crowd of club goers who parted to avoid being shoved aside by his huge arms. She continued through the club, out the front entrance, and then ran off into the night.

An hour and a half later Celestia had no clue where she was or which direction lead to the resort. Her wandering had led her to empty streets away from any late night partying that might still be on going. The adrenaline that set her running was long gone, leaving only the she drank to alcohol affect her as she stumbled along one hand against the nearest wall to help keep her balanced as she walked.

She paused for a moment as her stomach rumbled with the feeling of vomiting approaching. Thankfully the feeling past as she took deep breathes trying to keep the feeling from returning.

‘Oh why did I drink so much,’ Celestia thought, continuing her search for the hotel. ‘Sure the scotch and vodka were good and those shots of tequila were a fun experience, but I think all that bourbon was a mistake, and I definitely prefer my rum mixed in a daiquiri.’

Her only clue on her journey back was a sign that she past that listed, among other helpful places, directions her to the nearest beach.

‘Okay,’ Celestia thought while breathing deeply trying to shake her dizziness, ‘So the resort is on the beach. The beach is this way. So I can go so the beach and follow it all the way to the resort. See Tia, even drunk you’re one smart cookie.’

Trying to focus on her plan, Tia failed to notice that she had walk past the end of one building and reached her hand into an alley. With nothing to support her she stumbled into the alleyway.

“Hey miss are you okay?”

As much as she tried Tia couldn’t regain her balance and eventually fell to the ground. She laid there for a few moments considering the option to get up but instead she decided that this was as good a place as any to get some rest and sleep over took her.

“Hello? Miss are you alright?” a man asked walking into the alley failing to see the woman on the ground. “Huh that weird, I could of sworn that was- woah!”

The man stopped mid-step nearly treading upon Celestia partially hidden in the shadows of the alley. Kneeling down, he checked on her looking for any signs of physical harm. She seemed alright as far as a lack of injuries went. Still being passed out on the street was not a good sign.

“Hey Tia, you alright? Wake up.” He said rolling her on her back and lightly slapped her cheeks hoping to rouse her from sleep. “Wow you’re really out of it aren’t you?”

With a sigh the man picked Celestia up with surprising ease, carrying her bridal style.

“Wow you’re lighter than I thou- woah!” The man tipped to one side nearly losing his balanced before widening his stance and regaining his footing. “Okay, you may not be heavy, but you are bulky.”

Readjusting Celestia’s position he shifted her center of gravity to a more comfortable location making it easier to carry her. The man turned to the alley’s entrance, then paused for a moment then looked back and forth between the street and the alleyway.

“Yeah I’m not carrying you all the way to the resort.” The man then turned back into the alley and carried the princess away.

Author's Note

So here's the next chapter, let me know what you guys think. Again I've never been clubbing before so, sorry if it doesn't feel right.

Oh, and if I haven't mentioned it before, I never really thought of myself as a writer, and even less of a proofreader. This story is just something I just can't get out of my head and hoped that writing it down would help.

That said this is just my first fimfiction story, I've tried writing before for similar reasons. If any of you are interested in my writing style as it is perhaps you'd like to check out what I tried to write before at:

My Fanfiction story list while waiting for the next update.

My previous stories are on hiatus (possibly permanently) as I haven't been able to get back to them. But if you like W.I.T.C.H. or a modern age Avatar:TLAB series, lacking the Korra storyline, then I hope you enjoy those stories.